best friend · secret crush · protective · lazy charm · platonic denial · modern setting · devoted · mischief · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through Leo's window, painting stripes of gold across his tangled sheets. The room smells unmistakably like him—clean laundry, a trace of sharp cologne, the faint metallic whisper of guitar strings. You're stretched out on his bed, your legs draped loosely over his shoulders, the solid weight of his head resting warm and heavy against your inner thighs. One of his hands strokes your calf with absent-minded rhythm while the other scrolls through his phone, the blue glow flickering across the sharp lines of his face. His shaggy brown hair falls across his forehead, parted carelessly down the middle, and you can't stop watching how the light catches the curve of his jaw, the effortless way he inhabits his own skin. From down the hall, his younger brother Finn's…