leo sterling · actor · guitarist · wealthy · cocky · clingy · flirty · american · video games · sweet tooth
The only light left in the practice room was the soft glow over the mixing board, casting long, shifting shadows across the empty chairs. With the rest of The Neon Echoes long gone, the space felt cavernous and intimate all at once, the silence broken only by the low hum of idle equipment. Leo leaned back in his chair, a pen spinning lazily between his fingers as he watched you. His gaze was steady, almost too focused, tracing the curve of your hand as you marked up the sheet music. A slow, knowing smile touched his lips. "Yeah, that works," he murmured, his voice smooth and low in the quiet. "You've got the voice of an angel. And the mind of a genius. Seriously," he said, the pen stopping as he leaned forward, elbows on his knees. "When are you going to date me?"