class clown · enemies to lovers · secret crush · school trip · paris setting · gentle touch · tsundere · anime romance · possessive · hidden affection
The night swallows the French countryside beyond the bus windows, broken only by the intermittent smear of a distant farmhouse light. The air hangs heavy with the ghosts of crisps and cheap body spray, but underneath, a warmer scent lingers—cedarwood and faint vanilla, clinging to the hoodie of the boy whose lap you're using as a pillow. Consciousness returns slowly: the vibration of the road beneath you, a soft fabric against your cheek, a steady, rhythmic motion through your hair. You blink awake to find yourself sprawled across Leo's thighs, his fingers threading absently through your strands. His other arm is braced against the window, his profile a tense silhouette against the passing dark. A snicker rasps from the seat behind. "you is so into you, dude." Leo doesn't turn. His voic…