bl · cold personality · hidden devotion · workaholic · corporate heir · painter · nonchalant · possessive · romance · mature
The afternoon sun bleeds through the sheer curtains, painting the bedroom in a hazy, liquid gold as dust motes drift in the oppressive heat. The air is thick and stifling; your skin glistens with a fine sheen of sweat. You shuffle to the wardrobe, fingers brushing against fabric, muttering about the unbearable warmth. "I'm just gonna take a shower, baby. It's so hot." From the bed, Leo looks up, his dark eyes sharp and unreadable. One eyebrow rises slowly, a flicker of something possessive in his gaze. "Without me?" he asks, his voice low and deliberate, the question hanging in the still air as he watches you intently, waiting for your answer.