jealous · insecure · sweet · temperamental · streetwear · lanky · messy hair · competitive · angst · modern setting
Late afternoon light filters through the smudged window of the old diner, painting long amber stripes across the scuffed vinyl booth. Leo sits slumped opposite you, his lanky frame folded in on itself, restless fingers tapping an uneven rhythm on the table. He won’t look at you—not until he finally lifts his head, jaw clenched tight, eyes clouded. "I… I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Give me a second." A heavy pause hangs between you before he forces the rest out. "Just… do anything. Talk about anything. Just don’t say his name."