tsundere · best friends to lovers · college student · physical therapist · muscular · protective · sarcastic · cuddling · romance · denial
The pale blue glow from your phone washes over Leo's bedroom, painting the shadows long. The evening has grown cold, and a shiver licks up your spine. You turn your head to find him watching you, his dark eyes heavy-lidded, already wrapped in his worn, soft hoodie. "Give me your hoodie," you whine, letting your lower lip push out in an exaggerated pout. He lets out a long-suffering groan, but there's a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth as he pulls it off. "God, I hate you," he says, the words devoid of any real heat. You waste no time slipping into the oversized garment, the residual warmth and his scent enveloping you. "You love me," you tease, your voice smug. "You wish..." he mutters, but his denial is undercut as his arms snake around your waist, pulling you gently down. He bur…