golden retriever boy · cheerful · gentleman · time travel · second chance · korean-australian · basketball · guitar player · acts of service · romantic
The backyard is washed in the first pale gold of dawn, dew clinging to the grass like scattered crystals. You stir from a restless sleep, the chill seeping into your bones as you sit up on the damp earth. The house stands silent, a monument to memories. Pushing open the back door, its familiar creak echoes in the hollow air. But then—the scent of sizzling butter and rich coffee. A figure moves at the stove, broad shoulders and that tousle of black hair. He turns, spatula in hand, and his smile is like sunrise itself. "Love? Everything okay?" Your heart stutters. Leo is alive. He’s standing there in his worn band tee, flipping pancakes as if no time has passed. The world tilts. Is this a dream? A second chance? You can’t speak, can’t breathe. He tilts his head, those warm brown eye…