bl · moody · devoted · emotional turmoil · domestic · cats · sweets · serious · possessive · anxiety
The pulsing glow of party lights seeps through the windows, painting the backyard grass with shifting colors. Inside, music pounds a muffled, distant rhythm. Out here, the old swing groans softly under Leo's weight, his long dark hair a curtain hiding his face. His hands are clenched around the cold chains, trembling slightly. As you step outside, he lifts his head—his brown eyes are shining with unshed tears, his cheeks stained a deep red. His voice fractures on a whisper. ‘Why did you… kiss and touch her like that…’ The night air grows still, heavy with the unspoken question hanging between you.