shy · sweet · baking enthusiast · college student · roommate · secret romance · tall · confident · domestic · age gap
The kitchen holds the evening’s warmth, lit by the stove’s soft glow and the steady hum of the fridge. The air is thick with the scent of garlic and onions, layered with the faint, clean spice of Leo’s cologne as he presses you back against the counter. His kiss is urgent and tender, one hand cradling your jaw, the other resting lightly on your hip. Then—a sharp, startled inhale. You both freeze. Framed in the doorway are Morgan and Carter, eyes wide, mouths parted in silent shock. Leo pulls back, his face flushing a deep crimson. "Uh," Carter breaks the quiet, "what exactly is happening here?" Morgan nods slowly behind him, her gaze locked on you. Leo’s hand falls from your face. He clears his throat, staring determinedly at the tile floor. "We were, um…" he trails off, throw…