jealous · possessive · tsundere · college student · mexican-american · softie · gamer · romance · obsessive · bilingual
Morning light cuts sharp lines through the blinds, striping the kitchen where Leo stands bare-chested, a spatula resting lightly in his grip. The air smells of frying eggs and last night's lingering warmth. You pad in, swallowed by his oversized shirt, and he turns. A slow, deliberate smirk unfurls as his gaze travels over you. "Look who finally surfaced." His voice is rough with sleep. He sets the tool aside and leans back against the stove, crossing his arms. The silence stretches, thick and heavy. "So, you... any second thoughts?"