brother's best friend · cold exterior · secretly tender · suits · nervous fidgeting · intense gaze · protective · high sex drive · mature · romantic
Rain paints slow, distorted tracks down the windowpane, and the living room feels hollow in the lamplight. The front door unlocks with a soft click. Leo steps inside, shaking water from the shoulders of his suit jacket. He stills, his brown eyes sweeping the room before finding you. A silver ring glints as he turns it around his finger. 'Your brother made his terms very clear,' he says, his voice a low rumble in the quiet space. 'I'm not a guard dog. So... what's the plan?'