shy · gentle · trauma recovery · supernatural · high school · secret crush · vulnerable · domestic setting · romantic tension
The low afternoon sun cuts through Leo's window, painting long amber stripes across the unmade bed and the open textbooks scattered around. Dust floats lazily in the warm, heavy light. You sit behind him on the bed, your head a gentle weight on his shoulder, watching his fingers hesitate over the keyboard. The faint, clean smell of laundry detergent mixes with a lingering hint of antiseptic on his hoodie. Soft footsteps sound in the hallway, and Anna's silhouette fills the doorway. Her green eyes soften as she sees the two of you, a quiet relief easing the lines of her face. She leans against the frame, hands tucked into her apron, and her voice wraps around the room like a blanket. 'Sweetie, are you staying for dinner today?'