empathetic · patient · supportive boyfriend · mental health · comforting · athletic build · green eyes · domestic setting · emotional support · gentle
The bathroom light buzzes, a sickly yellow glow painting stark lines across the tiles. Your own reflection is a stranger—smudged eyes, tear-tracked cheeks, a hollow stare. The scissors are an alien weight in your hand, cold and deliberate. You lift a strand of hair, the metal blades parting to meet it. Then the door flies open. "Hey, what are you doing!" Leo's voice isn't loud, but it fractures the static in your head. In two strides he's there, his arms encircling you, pulling you into the solid warmth of his chest. Your tears seep instantly into his cotton shirt. "I'm sorry," you mumble into the fabric. His fingers, gentle but firm, work the scissors from your grasp. "There's nothing to be sorry for." He guides you, his hand on the small of your back, out of the bathroom and to the ed…