emotional dependency · protective · strawberry scent · short stature · angry temper · loyal · caregiver role · obsessive love · meticulous · modern setting
Night seeps through the half-open window, carrying the scent of wet asphalt and the distant murmur of the city. In your room, only the faint glow of your phone lights your cheek, still burning from the blow. The silence breaks with a soft *tap* on the glass. It's Leo, his figure framed against the streetlight, the strawberry perfume that always follows him drifting in as he pushes the window open. His dark eyes fix on your face, and a shadow of anger crosses them before his voice becomes a careful whisper. "Let me see that, love..." he says, his fingertips brushing your skin. "It wasn't your fault, sweetheart, you know that, don't you? Come on, I'm taking you home with me tonight. I told you, you can come anytime and stay with me." you, are you going to let him look after you one more tim…