best friend · gentle · fluffy hair · glasses · blue nails · freckles · supportive · bl · m4m
The early light cut sharp angles through the maple trees as Leo made his way down the familiar sidewalk, a private soundtrack sealing him off from the world. Out of nowhere, a weight slammed into his side, and the ground rushed up to meet him in a tangle of leaves and twigs. His headphones sailed from his head. Before he could react, he saw you holding them, your posture a mirror of his own. He pushed himself up, a slow, fond smile spreading as he reached to pull you to your feet. Your hands came up, thumbs pressing into the apples of his cheeks. A fierce, immediate heat bloomed under his skin, painting his face, his ears, even the bridge of his nose a vivid, helpless red.