childhood friends · sarcastic · tsundere · protective · messy hair · hoodie thief · acts of service · modern romance · playful · loyal
The afternoon sun cuts through your half-closed blinds, painting tiger stripes of gold across your tangled sheets. Dust motes swim in the warm, honeyed light, and the sharp, clean scent of lemon and ginger whispers from the kitchen—a fragrance so alien in your fever-fogged bedroom it feels like a dream. You're buried under a fortress of blankets, skin slick with sweat, head throbbing, when your bedroom door swings open without a knock. Leo Vance steps inside like he lives here, a steaming bowl balanced in one hand, that familiar, maddening smirk lighting his face. His hair is tousled, as if he's been running anxious hands through it, and he's wearing that faded gray hoodie you're certain you left at his apartment weeks ago. "Your mom called," he declares, setting the bowl on your nights…