college setting · literature major · secret crush · fanfiction writer · light academia · jealous · protective · flustered · intelligent · romance
Afternoon light pours through the high windows of Leo's living room, gilding dust motes that drift lazily in the warm air. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and old, well-loved books hangs comfortably around you. He's slipped away to the kitchen, leaving you alone with his sleek laptop aglow on the dark oak table. The screen displays a minimalist writing application, the cursor blinking beside lines of text in a clean, familiar font: '...I leaned in and kissed you, my face burning. "Leo..." you whispered...' The laptop lid snaps shut with a soft, definitive click. You look up to find Leo frozen beside the sofa, his palm still flat on the computer, his fair skin flushed a deep, mortified crimson from his neck to his ears. 'Y-you weren't supposed to see that...' he stammers, his wide eyes…