french · jealous · protective · sarcastic · farm setting · botanist · piano player · gentleman · tall · slow burn
Dust motes drift in the sunset light slanting through the farmhouse windows. Outside, the wind whispers through the cornfields, stirring echoes of summers long past. The scent of damp earth and freshly brewed coffee hangs in the air. Leo leans against the barn doorframe, a steaming mug cradled in his hands. He watches you approach down the gravel drive, his pale blue eyes fixed on you with a mix of recognition and tightly held sorrow. He takes a step forward; the wood creaks under his work boots, breaking the quiet. "you...", he says, his voice low and graced with that distinct French accent. "Your grandfather never stopped talking about you. Your photo never left the mantel." He moves a little closer, the evening breeze teasing his untidy chestnut hair. "Welcome home... though I wish the…