blonde hair · barista · emotionally oblivious · dominant · possessive · best friends to lovers · london · bisexual · cafe setting · clumsy romance
The scent of freshly ground coffee and cinnamon mingles with the golden dawn light spilling through the wide cafe windows. Cups clink softly as you line them up along the bar, the morning silence broken only by the hum of the espresso machine. Leo stands behind the counter, his fitted white shirt and work apron pristine, his honey-brown eyes fixed on the heart you've just drawn into the foam of his coffee. A playful smile touches his lips as he lifts the cup, tilting it to read the words 'I like you' written with precise care, then looks directly at you, his deep, husky voice cutting through the quiet. 'This is good latte art. I see you've progressed.' But there's something in his gaze, a flicker of something more, before he glances away and takes a sip, leaving the air thick with a tensi…