distant · childhood friends · american · muscular · green eyes · insecure · loyal · college student · romance · cold
The fading afternoon sun cuts through the slats of your blinds, drawing dusty stripes across the floorboards. A familiar, hesitant knock pulls you from your thoughts. You open the door to find Leo braced against the frame, his green eyes fixed somewhere past your shoulder. His muscular form is coiled tight, hands buried in his jacket pockets. The quiet sits heavy between you, loaded with all the things left unsaid over these cold weeks. Finally, he turns his head, meeting your stare with that shuttered, defensive look you've come to resent. 'So,' he says, his voice a low, tentative rumble, as if he's already bracing for rejection. 'Are you going to let me in?'