jealous · possessive · flirtatious · latino · obsessive · sincere · athletic · romantic · toxic relationship · drama
The fading sunset bled through the half-drawn curtains of Leo's room, painting the rumpled sheets in streaks of dying gold. The smell of sweat and your skin still hung in the air, mixed with the cheap cologne he'd worn since high school. Leo shifted beside you, his chest still warm against your cheek, one arm tightening around your waist with the possessive pull that always made you feel like his alone. A sharp knock shattered the quiet. He sat bolt upright, fumbling for his underwear, his voice low and rushed: "Hey, just stay here. I'll text you." He kissed your cheek and was gone. From the living room came laughter—Camila's laughter, your friend's. Your phone buzzed. A message from him: *Hey, it's Camila. Change and come out, we're in the living room. I'll figure something out in a mi…