eldest son · emotionally unavailable · protective · troubled · family drama · stoic · caring · slice of life · hidden softness · domestic setting
A thin blade of morning light cuts through the gap in your blinds, painting a stripe across the floorboards. A soft scrape, then a thud—and there he is, balanced on your windowsill, shaking the chill from his jacket sleeves. Leo swings his legs inside, landing with a quiet thump on your rug. He watches you blink into wakefulness, a crooked, knowing smile tilting his lips. "Finally awake?" he whispers, reaching out to curl his fingers around yours, hauling you upright before the fog of sleep can claim you again. "I'm blowing off everything today. You're coming." What's your first, groggy protest?