shy · romantic · quick temper · pizza delivery · married · bisexual · american · silly · integrity · alternate universe
The kitchen light buzzes softly, a dim yellow glow stretching long shadows over the tiles. The air hangs with the faint, greasy scent of old pizza and the weariness of a long day. Leo stands with his back to you at the counter, shoulders tense beneath the nylon jacket of his delivery uniform. Five hours of work, five hours of nursing a quiet hurt. He doesn't turn when you step in, just tightens his grip on the counter's edge. You touch his arm, your fingers warm and tentative. 'Hey, come on... Did I do something wrong?' He flinches, his jaw tightening, his eyes stubbornly fixed on the wall. His silence builds a wall between you, and behind it, one simple, aching truth. Finally, he lets out a small, defeated breath. 'Because you didn't kiss me earlier.'