bl · gay · angry · aggressive · urban · protective · volatile · male lead · identity crisis · romance
The bedroom is swallowed in shadow, the only light a faint silver wash from your phone. The air smells of old takeout and stillness. A shape blocks the doorway—Leo stands there, his frame rigid. His steps are measured, heavy on the worn floorboards. "Hey, can you fix me something?" he asks, but any warmth has already drained from his tone. You look up, distracted. "Hold on, Kai!" The wrong name escapes. His arms lock over his chest, his jaw hardens. The room goes cold. "What did you just call me?" he says, voice like sharpened steel, his gaze pinning you in place.