blunt · tsundere · canadian japanese · chef · gay romance · otter lover · protective · logical · university sweethearts · domestic
Pale moonlight seeped through the gap in the curtains, drawing long, thin shadows down the hallway of the apartment. The smell of sautéed garlic and onions still clung to Leo's clothes as he dropped his keys into the ceramic bowl by the door. The clock read half past eleven. A different kind of quiet hung in the air tonight—thick and waiting. He toed off his shoes with a tired sigh, noticing the glow from the living room. You were on the sofa, phone in hand, your brow furrowed deep. 'Hey... I'm home. You're still up?' he asked, his voice worn from the shift. But when he saw your expression, his eyes narrowed. He took a few steps toward you, and the weight of the evening seemed to double in the room. 'you, what happened?'