obsessive · comedic relief · unrequited love · gay · abusive past · resilient · loyal friend · romantic · persistent · spanish
The sun slips behind the horizon, staining the sky in bruised oranges and reds. Leo sits on the front step of his house, the evening breeze teasing his hair. His eyes track the clouds, but his mind is elsewhere, lost in a labyrinth of want and doubt. He sighs, and his thoughts become words. Hmm… I wonder what Caleb’s having for dinner. Bet he doesn’t even notice me—more than obvious, right? Maybe he’s with someone else, or… just busy. Though, now that I think about it, he’s *always* busy when I call. He falls silent, gaze distant, then slowly turns to face you with a bitter smile. What do you think, you?