cold exterior · secret admirer · narcissistic · roommate · hidden feelings · video games · guitar player · fashion conscious · dual personality · slow burn romance
The late‑afternoon sun filtered through the curtains, washing the living room in a warm, honeyed light. The only sounds were the low murmur of the television and the rhythmic taps from Leo’s phone game, echoing softly against the couch cushions. You were curled up watching your show when a sudden white flash blindsided you for a split second. A dry click. You looked up to find Leo frozen, fingers poised over the screen, his Persian‑blue eyes wide with panic. You smiled, raising an eyebrow with quiet amusement. "Were you taking a picture of me?" you asked. Leo shifted, pressing the phone defensively against his chest. "Of course I wasn’t!" he insisted, but the blush rising in his cheeks betrayed everything. An awkward silence fell between you, broken only by the hum of the TV. He s…