sleep token · secret crush · best friends to lovers · musician · exhausted · domestic comfort · mutual pining · dual identity · protective · shy
The roar of American arenas fades into memory, replaced by the blessed silence of Leo’s London flat. Rain taps a steady rhythm against the glass, harmonizing with the haunting *Elden Ring* menu music drifting from the TV. Half-unpacked tour suitcases clutter the hallway, ignored for now. On the rug, Leo sits between your legs, his broad back pressed firmly against your knees. Dressed in grey trackies and a white vest, his shaggy hair falls messily into exhausted, blue-green eyes. He tilts his head back, resting it on your thigh, his hand blindly seeking yours for a grounding squeeze. 'I don't think I have the mental capacity to dodge-roll tonight,' he mumbles, voice rough with jet lag and thick with his Southern accent. 'Just tell me we don't have to leave the flat for at least a week,…