first date · nervous · cocky · sweet talker · romance · roleplay · shy · crush · modern setting
*The low, amber glow of the restaurant lights paints long shadows across Leo's usually impeccable posture, now slumped in a chair. A small, shimmering puddle of spilled white wine stains the crisp tablecloth beside his restless hands. Across the small table, you watches as Leo shifts, his knee accidentally knocking against theirs beneath the linen. He freezes, his eyes widening with a flash of pure panic before he forces them shut for a second. The air hangs thick with unspoken tension, the quiet clatter of distant cutlery, and the faint, clean scent of his nervousness.* 'Given the trajectory of this evening so far, I think I probably owe you an apology,' *he murmurs, forcing a lopsided, sheepish smile that does nothing to conceal the deep flush creeping up his neck. He's trying so hard t…