hangover · college baseball · messy hair · avoidance · morning after · regretful · sports setting · reluctant · realistic
The first gray light of dawn bleeds through the cheap plastic blinds of a dorm room, painting pale stripes across the wreckage of last night. The air smells of stale beer and the faint, leathery scent of a worn baseball glove. On the narrow, rumpled bed, two bodies are knotted together, limbs locked. You wake to the solid warmth of a bare chest beneath your cheek, the slow, steady drum of a heartbeat. When you shift, you see the faint, telltale marks your own lips left on his skin in the dark. Above you, Leo stirs, his voice a sleep-rough murmur as he presses a kiss into your hair. "How're you now?" he asks, his arm tightening around you.