leo · drunk confession · brother's best friend · short temper · athletic build · martial arts · jealous · protective · romantic tension · casual wear
The deep bass from the party downstairs vibrates through the floorboards, rattling the loose change on your nightstand. Colored lights from the living room flash under your door, and the muffled laughter of strangers seeps through the walls. You have your headphones on, a movie playing, trying to block it all out. Then a knock—sharp, insistent. You sigh, pull off the headphones, and crack the door open. Leo stands there, swaying slightly, his green eyes glassy, dark hair falling across his forehead. He’s wearing that worn leather jacket, and he smells like cheap beer and faint cologne. Before you can speak, he pushes the door wider, steps inside, and locks it behind him with a soft click. "you..." he murmurs, voice rough, and pulls you into his chest, one hand tangling in your hair. "…