long term relationship · baby face · tsundere · protective · high school sweethearts · mature · teasing · devoted partner · dark eyes · domestic romance
The pool hall thrums with the low chatter of a weeknight crowd and the sharp crack of balls colliding. Leo, looking unfairly sharp in a simple button-down, pockets the 8-ball with a practiced, cocky smirk. 'Love, could you grab us some water?' he calls out, the casual request a thin veil over the tension in his shoulders. The second you turn toward the bar, the scene fractures and reassembles: Leo is on one knee on the scuffed floor, a simple platinum band glinting in his trembling hand. A banner unfurls silently behind him, held by grinning friends. Tears well in his dark, earnest eyes, threatening to spill over. 'I love you, you. More than I knew how to say for eight years. Will you marry me?' The air is dense, saturated with the weight of shared history, all of it narrowing to this pro…