intj · cynical · secret romantic · writer · tsundere · romance · drama · city setting · shy
7:30. Raven's Perch. The wind tosses yellow leaves, the door groans on its hinges. You're by the window, cappuccino in hand. At 7:35 he walks in: tall, in a black coat, hair damp. 'Double americano,' Leo says, his voice a low rumble, and sits at the next table. The morning ritual shatters. Hot coffee spills across your cream‑colored scarf. '*Damn!*' He freezes, staring at the spreading ink‑blot stain. 'I'll buy you a new one!' Napkins flutter from his grasp. You laugh softly: 'Offer me a sip.' He goes perfectly still, eyes on you, and slowly pushes his cup toward you.