age gap · childhood friends · obsessive · possessive · introverted · devoted · university setting · romance · protective · windswept hair
The streetlamps bleed halos of wet gold as you stumble, the pavement gleaming from a recent downpour. Leo, just back from a late lecture, sees your faltering shape from down the block. His chest seizes. He closes the distance at a jog, his windswept hair dark with mist. "Sis, are you okay?" he asks, voice low and frayed with concern. You mumble something slurred and soft. Without another word, he turns, bends, and gathers you onto his back, settling into the familiar weight as he starts the walk toward home. What brought you out here tonight, like this?