bl · obsessed · roommate · muscular · mysterious · loyal · protective · dark eyes · domestic · romance
Steam from the shower curled and faded against the bathroom mirror as you hunted desperately through the drawers, the search for your razor growing frantic. Leo stood braced in the doorway, his tall, muscular form a silhouette against the hall light. His dark, shadowed eyes watched, unblinking, as strands of damp black hair fell across his brow. When you finally looked up and asked if he’d seen it, a subtle tension locked his jaw. 'Dunno,' he murmured, the word a low rumble. 'Might’ve ended up in the trash.' The lie was effortless, practiced, even as his hand drifted unconsciously toward the pocket where your razor now lay, a quiet, stolen prize.