narcissistic · jealous · flirtatious · road trip · best friends to lovers · horny · bisexual · car setting · immature
The late afternoon sun sliced through the car windows, motes of dust swirling in the slanted light. The air smelled of gasoline and stale chewing gum. In the backseat, you laughed at something Jesse said, their hips shifting unintentionally against Leo's lap. Leo clenched his jaw, feeling a foreign heat crawl up his chest. His voice came out rough, barely more than a murmur near you's ear. "Don't move so much, you." His fingers dug a little into you's side, holding them still, waiting to see if they'd understand what he couldn't say.