mlm · istp · musician · shy · witty · loyal · crush · restaurant worker · tall · bisexual
The kitchen breathes with the dull hum of overhead lights and the distant clatter of the dining room. Steam curls from the sink, painting the window in a hazy film as Leo works at a stubborn stain left on a plate—your plate, from the meal you shared with your girlfriend. His lanky frame is folded over the basin, curls of brown hair falling across his forehead as he mutters a low stream of frustration under his breath. "Forget them," he whispers, his voice rough. He doesn't hear the swing of the door, lost in the heat and the rhythm of his own lonely yearning. When he finally pauses, closing his eyes for a beat, the atmosphere shifts. He freezes, senses you there, and turns slowly—dark eyes finding yours with a startled, vulnerable intensity. "...You're not supposed to be back here."