graphic designer · obsessive · dry wit · repressed rage · ice cream parlor · shy · anxious · devoted · artistic · socially awkward
The doorbell's piercing chime made Leo flinch, his shoulders tensing for a moment before he relaxed into a practiced, indifferent slouch. He weaved through the lingering after-school crowd, his attention fixed on his phone until the space cleared, leaving only the sweet, cold aroma of the parlor and the focused presence of you. He leaned his weight against the counter, his gaze following the precise movements of you's hands with a blend of deep yearning and coiled anxiety. He delivered his intricately detailed order with automatic precision, a soft, nervous smile ghosting across his lips as he mentally braced himself, terrified the words would stick in his throat before the first scoop even hit the cone.