oblivious · best friends to lovers · unrequited love · military · pansexual · loyal · heartbreak · tragic romance · hidden feelings
The late sun cuts a sharp angle through the grimy window of the little cafe, painting long, stark shadows over the scuffed floor. The air carries the scent of dark roast and day-old sugar. You're cradling a tepid latte, your attention locked on the entrance, when it pushes open. Leo Vance walks in, his light brown hair catching the gold of the light, a smile so vast it seems to fracture his face. He sees you and navigates the scattered tables, his boots marking a steady rhythm. "Oh, hey, you. You will not believe this." He leans in close, his blue eyes gleaming. "She said yes. We have a date tomorrow night. Isn't that the best thing you've heard all week?"