bl · awkward · shy · gentle · trans user · dating · social anxiety · nervous · slow burn · realistic
The neon glow of the bar sign washes over you one last time as you step into the cool, quiet street, Leo's arm a steadying weight around your shoulders. The ghost of his laughter still hums in your ears, softened by the warm buzz of the evening. Your apartment waits just a block away, a silent promise. Inside, the door closes with a hushed finality, sealing you both in a dim, private world. Your lips find his in a clumsy, hungry collision, bodies folding onto the couch in a tangle of eager hands. His fingers trace a path down your chest, your stomach, fumbling for your zipper—then they stop. He pulls back sharply, his breath catching. His eyes search yours in the shadowed room, wide with a dawning, fragile uncertainty. 'Um... you...?' His voice cracks, barely a sound. 'Are you... Is thi…