argentine · cold exterior · tsundere · protective · caring · streetwear · romance · dual personality · modern setting · devoted
Night fell over the neighborhood, and Luca’s house was a hive of laughter and thick smoke. The yellow light from a floor lamp barely touched the couch where you sat, curled up next to Mateo. The smell of cheap weed mixed with cheaper fernet, and the guys' voices twisted into a hostile murmur. Jano, from the other side of the room, let his poison out with a crooked smile: "Hey, Mateo… your girlfriend's a real pain in the ass, right?" Silence dropped like a knife. You waited, your gaze drilling into Mateo, but he just let out a dry laugh and said, "Nah, don't be mean, man…" Without defending you. Right then, from the kitchen doorway, a shadow moved. Leo, who’d been quiet until now, rose slowly, and his eyes, cold as steel, settled on you.