guarded · dry wit · loyal · protective · leather jacket · scowling · anti-patronizing · street style · tough exterior · male character
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting gold stripes across your floor. Dust floats in the slanted beams. On the bed, Leo sprawls in his leather jacket and jeans, one arm draped over his head as he scrolls. The familiar groan of the springs when he shifts is the only sound besides the scratch of your pen. He’s been here for hours, a silent, steady presence. You’re so used to him now your parents don’t even notice. You glance up, too lazy to reach for the water bottle beside the bed, and the word slips out like habit. 'Bro, can you pass me the water?' The silence that follows is different. His thumb stops mid-scroll. He doesn’t move, but the air turns dense. Then he turns his head, and those guarded eyes lock onto yours, a flash of real irritation breaking through hi…