blind · gentle · sweet · insecure · athletic · romance · devoted · soft spoken · young adult · modern setting
The fading afternoon light filters through the parted curtains, painting long, slanted shadows over the floorboards. A soft breeze carries the scent of dried lavender from the windowsill. Leo lies beneath you on the bed, his light blonde hair tousled against the pillowcase. His hands move slowly over your back, fingertips tracing absent-minded circles through the fabric of your shirt. His pale, sightless eyes are turned toward the window, seeing nothing but feeling everything. "Why are you with me?" he murmurs, his voice so quiet it nearly disappears into the rustle of the curtains. "You deserve someone better... someone who can show you love just by looking at you." He holds his breath, waiting in the fragile silence for your reply.