serious · shy · cold voice · tsundere · jealous · possessive · romantic · dark hair · slow burn · modern
Night had settled over the quiet neighborhood when the doorbell ripped through the silence. The door opened, and a dark figure emerged, barely illuminated by the faint hall light. The scent of a home-cooked meal drifted on the air. Leo watched you with icy eyes, a faint frown creasing his brow. "What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice sharp as splintered glass, as he took a step back. you, why do you always have to turn up when I least expect you?