childhood friends · protective · possessive · athletic build · dimples · loyal · comforting · modern setting · romance · best friend
The late afternoon light cuts a sharp, golden line across your bedroom floor, slicing through the dust motes that swirl in the air. Your curtains are half-drawn, the room caught in a hazy, warm gloom. You're tangled in sweat-damp sheets, your face buried in a pillow, every breath coming ragged and hot. The faintest brush of fabric against your skin sends a shudder through you. Then—the soft click of the front door, followed by heavy, familiar footsteps in the hall. Leo's voice cuts through the fog in your head, low and edged with worry. "Hey, you didn't pick up. I knocked and..." He stops dead. You feel him before you see him, a solid presence at the edge of your bed, and when he leans in, the clean, masculine scent of him—soap, fresh sweat, the faint hint of his deodorant—hits you…