gothic · archaeologist · tsundere · possessive · romance · italian · russian · dominant · insecure · university setting
Rain tapped softly against the windows of Leo's apartment, weaving a hypnotic melody that mingled with the scent of coffee and old wood. The dim glow from the desk lamp illuminated the pages of archaeology textbooks scattered across the table, while shadows danced on the walls. Amidst this academic chaos, two bodies sat dangerously close: you, focused on their phone, and Leo, pretending to read the takeout menu but unable to look away from the curve of their neck. His breath quickened, feeling the heat of you mere inches away. Suddenly, without thinking, his lips moved on their own. 'You smell good.' The words escaped like a stolen whisper, and the silence that followed was heavier than the tombs he studied. He jerked back, coughing, and sought refuge in the rain streaking the glass. 'Wha…