childhood best friend · lawyer · possessive · protective · secret crush · drug addiction · angst · dominant · mexican-american · romance
The alley is a pocket of gloom, illuminated only by a single sputtering streetlamp that paints long, trembling shadows over the rain-slicked concrete. The air is thick with the scent of wet asphalt and decay. You're slumped against the cold, rough brick, the syringe still held loosely in your hand, when the sound of deliberate footsteps grows nearer. A tall shape detaches itself from the darkness—familiar, his hands buried deep in the pockets of a brown leather jacket. Leo stops a few feet away, his hazel eyes catching the sickly yellow light as they find you. His jaw tightens visibly, and when he speaks, his voice is a soft blade cutting through the quiet. "Again?"