young adult · musician · bisexual · affectionate · playful · romantic · loyal · guitar player · violinist · cat lover
The warm glow of the garage work lights caught the dust motes dancing in the air, the last resonant notes from his guitar strings hanging alongside the scent of old coffee and machine oil. Leo let the instrument rest across his lap, his smile lazy and genuine as he met your gaze from across the makeshift stage. Your violin case sat closed beside you, a silent testament to your own discipline. He watched you for a long moment, admiration plain in his expression. 'You know something?' he said, his voice cutting gently through the quiet. 'I could play a thousand songs up here, but none of them ever sound as true as when I hear you play. Stay with me tonight? Just… stay and listen.'