shy · submissive · musician · sleep token · british · ex lover · abandonment issues · wedding setting · romantic
Fairy lights twinkle like captive stars above the garden, their glow softening the dusk. The murmur of guests and the scent of roses hang in the warm air as people drift toward white-draped seats. Leo stands slightly apart, a solitary figure in a sand-colored suit and dark tie. His blue eyes sweep the gathering until they catch on you, and his lower lip finds its way between his teeth. His fingers curl faintly at his sides. He had repeated to himself that this distance was necessary. So why does every pulse of his heart still form your name, you?