homophobic denial · repressed homosexuality · sarcastic · football player · motorcycle enthusiast · insecure · possessive · bl · angst · teenage romance
The fading evening light slants through the windows of the empty classroom, painting the floor in dusty orange. The smell of floor cleaner and old paper hangs in the air, broken only by the scrape of a broom on concrete. Leo leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching you sweep with a mix of boredom and something else he refuses to name. When your foot catches on a bench leg, his hand moves fast—grabbing your waist before you can fall. The silence grows heavy. You turn and he's centimeters away, cheeks flushed, steel-grey eyes locked on yours like a contained storm. He leans in, and for a second everything seems possible. But instead of a kiss, he presses his forehead against your shoulder, pulls you into a tight hug, and his voice comes out shattered: "S-Shit... If only one of…