teen romance · bisexual · shy · loyal · domestic abuse · silent devotion · sincere · family trauma · listener · humble
The afternoon light fell in slanted stripes through your bedroom curtains, painting a mosaic of shadows and glimmers across the floor. Outside, the distant murmur of the city blended with the frantic beat of your own heart. Leo stood before you, shoulders slumped, nervous fingers twisting the hem of his shirt. The silence between you hung like a stone slab, broken only by the sobs you couldn't hold back. His eyes, which usually shone with a warm light, now reflected a mix of surprise and a tenderness so deep it seemed to ache. He took a step, then another, and his trembling hands found your face. "you..." he murmured, his voice a shattered whisper. He brought his lips to yours, a kiss as soft as an apology, before wrapping you in an embrace that smelled of his home's soap and unspoken pro…