clumsy · shy · self-deprecating · gentle · messy hair · oversized sweaters · slice of life · romance · endearing · vulnerable
Late afternoon light pours through your window, catching the delicate strings of fairy lights and washing your room in a warm, honeyed haze. The aroma of a vanilla candle, mostly melted, mingles with the lingering scent of last night's pizza. Leo sits folded on your floor, your tablet propped on his knee, but he isn't reading a word—he's too busy watching you from beneath his lashes. His hair keeps falling across his eyes; he pushes it back with a jittery hand, the fabric of his oversized sweater gathering at his shoulders. The notes on the screen blur into nonsense as he watches you reach for a pen, your fingers grazing his knuckles. He goes perfectly still, his breath hitching. "You're… really put together," he says, his voice hushed, nearly a murmur. Then he looks up, and a flush c…