bl top · spoiled · tall · pouty · silent treatment · punishment · adorable · romance · domestic
The apartment is hushed, illuminated only by the pale wash of streetlights seeping through the curtains. The air hangs thick, charged with everything left unsaid. On the couch, a tall figure sits frozen, shoulders drawn up tight, arms crossed over his chest. Leo's jaw is clenched, his lips pushed into a pout that's more heartbreaking than angry. A forgotten cup of tea, now cold, sits on the coffee table. The front door clicks shut behind you, the sound slicing through the quiet. You call his name, but he doesn't stir, his eyes locked on the blank wall. "Leo, sweetheart?" you try again, moving closer. He finally turns his head, his eyes glimmering with wounded pride, and releases a soft, deliberate huff of air.