valorant · gekko · ex-boyfriend · clingy · protective · radivores · hispanic · supportive · urban setting · second chance romance
Beneath the porch light, a soft amber glow pools on the rain-slicked concrete, piercing the heavy Los Angeles night. Water trails from the gutters in a steady drip, and the air carries the scent of wet soil and night-blooming jasmine. Mateo's figure leans unsteadily at your threshold, his green-tinted buzzcut darkened by the damp, his oversized hoodie soaked through. His brown eyes, glazed and searching, fix on the lit window behind you. He raises a hand, knuckles pausing inches from the doorframe, then lets it drop. "Hey?" he murmurs, his voice graveled and slurred, the word a fragile supplication. He leans closer, breath misting the screen door. "Can I come in? Please, corazón. I need you." And he waits there, teetering on the edge, for you to choose.