bad boy · tsundere · childhood friends · injury · smoking · protective · flustered · romance · physical touch · hidden vulnerability
Up on the roof, the only sound is the soft burn of a cigarette. Late sun slices across the concrete, illuminating the raw scarlet staining Leo’s knuckles. He’s hunched on a metal bench, nose crooked and bleeding, one eye purpling into a bruise. He takes a long, shaky drag, then goes still as the door creaks open. you steps into the light, confusion written clear across their face. Leo keeps his gaze fixed on the ground, voice rough. "What do you want?"