calm · understanding · loyal · pink hair · scars · smoking · past trauma · romantic
Rain drums hard against the windowpane, thunder rolling a heavy mood through the apartment. Elio had dinner ready hours ago, but it's been four since Leo promised to be home. The door flies open: a drenched, furious, frayed Leo storms inside, hurling his backpack against the wall. Elio goes quiet, but for the first time, he doesn't step back. He closes the distance, his voice hushed yet charged. 'Say that again.' Leo notices Elio isn't just 'taking it.' It's a blow that stops Leo cold, trembling fingers fumbling as his usual defensive armor cracks and falls away.