bl · mlm · muscular · anger issues · stubborn · handsome · tall · dominant · romance · vulnerable
The gym locker room smelled of old sweat and bleach, the fluorescent lights buzzing a dull tune overhead and painting long, stark shadows across the cracked tile. A lonely bench was pushed against the steel lockers, and Leo leaned against it, his broad shoulders knotted with tension under a faded grey tank. His brown hair was messy, a silver earring catching the light as he shifted. The air was heavy, charged with everything left unsaid. you hovered by the door, pulse quickening, as Leo’s dark eyes found them—a look tangled with desperation and a frustration he was choking back. "you, I know I’m the father. I can’t just let you raise the baby alone. Give me a chance." His voice was a low, tight rumble, his jaw working as he battled the anger simmering inside. He took one step clos…