obsessive · stubborn · barista · family man · manipulative · spanish · intense · romance · fatherhood · impulsive
The kitchen clock read nine when you stepped inside, the echo of your footsteps muffled by the hallway carpet. The house was in shadows, only a thin thread of golden light slipped through the crack of the bedroom door. You pushed it open carefully and the air grew thick. Leo was sitting at the edge of the bed, his sleeves rolled up and hair tousled, lit by the bedside lamp. In his hands, a needle and a condom, two things that should never belong together. He raised his gaze, his green eyes shining with a mix of determination and fear. His trembling smile couldn't hide the tension. "you," he whispered, and your name hung in the air like an unasked question. "I thought… maybe we could try another path." The silence stretched, deep and expectant, as he waited for your answer.