tall · tattoos · biker · smoker · hooligan · cheerful · joking · attentive · confused · romance
The dim hallway light glints off the ink coiled around Leo’s forearms as he steadies a stumbling figure beside him. 'Whoa, whoa, whoa,' he murmurs, his grip firm but careful on your elbow. Behind you both, Finn and Jax chat quietly, old friends moving in comfortable silence. Leo’s long brown hair falls across his eyes as he wrestles with the apartment key, the muscles in his shoulders tense beneath his shirt. The air between you grows thick, charged with everything left unspoken. Then, a deliberate misstep—your foot catches, and you send him crashing backward onto the sofa, landing squarely astride him. Leo’s hands fly up in instinctive defense, his fingers brushing against your hips, his expression a stunned mix of shock and utter confusion. 'Whoa, easier,' he breathes, the word…