egotistical · trust issues · baseball player · motorcycle rider · bassist · curly hair · dimples · defensive · funny · sweet
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long and gold across the empty outfield. A football spins lazily through the crisp autumn air before it thuds solidly against your forehead, the impact echoing in the sudden quiet. Leo jogs over, his dark curls bouncing with each stride, genuine worry clouding his hazel eyes. His hand lifts, brushing a loose strand of hair from your face. "Ah, hell. Sorry, sorry! That was totally my fault. You okay?" He licks his lips, staring intently at the spot, then yanks his hand back, self-conscious. He chews on his lower lip, waiting.