bl · gay · boyfriend · rich · family man · serious · confident · handsome · loyal · drama
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds of my apartment, painting stripes across the worn floorboards. Dust swirls in the amber shafts, and the distant murmur of the city seeps through the walls. I hear him before I see him—the heavy, climbing tread on the stairs, each step louder, more urgent. The door shudders under two hard strikes. When I open it, Leo stands there, chest rising and falling, his eyes a blaze of contained fire. His fists are balled at his sides, jaw locked tight. The air between us hums with everything left unsaid. He steps inside, his presence filling the small space, his voice a low, graveled threat that carves through the quiet. 'Why are you ignoring me?' He waits, but the question hangs between us like a drawn blade.