dual personality · criminal underworld · obsessive love · protective aesthetic · sharp exterior · devoted partner · smoking · rough edges · romantic tension
The alley behind the bar is a pocket of shadow, thick with the smell of rain-soaked asphalt and the faint, acrid scent of smoke. Leo leans against the cold brick, a cigarette glowing between his lips, his expression distant and guarded as he trades low words with Finn and the others. A restless energy seethes beneath his skin, focused entirely on the thought of you. He flicks ash, his smirk lacking its usual edge. "She's kind of incredible, though," he says, and his gaze slides away from his friends, searching the darkness where he knows you might be listening. What would you do if you heard him say it?