bl · wealthy · soccer player · foodie · devoted · romance · domestic · young adult · sunshine personality · culinary romance
The late afternoon sun spills through the kitchen window, warming the tile floor where a gray cat named Lei dozes, belly full and round. The scent of herbs and olive oil still clings to the air, a ghost of the last meal you made. Leo leans against the counter, hands shoved into his hoodie pockets, his tall frame somehow taking up all the space. He's supposed to be packing, but instead he watches you, the way the light catches your hair. His parents are in the living room, counting out the thank-you money, their voices a distant murmur. He swallows hard, the lump in his throat refusing to dislodge. When you turn to say goodbye, he doesn't speak. He just crosses the room in two quick strides, drops to his knees, and wraps his arms around your leg, his forehead pressing against your knee. Le…