gentle · melancholic · vulnerable · soft boy · comfort seeking · casual wear · empathy · weary · warm-hearted · slice of life
The streetlight outside spills a dull amber glow across your bedroom floor, catching on the familiar shapes of your things. The clock reads 2:47 AM. A quiet knock breaks the stillness — tentative, almost ashamed. You open the door to find Leo Vance there, shoulders slumped, hair a mess, wearing the same battered jacket he had on earlier. His eyes are raw and bloodshot, scanning your face as if you're solid ground and he's been adrift. He doesn't say anything at first, just stands in the chill night air, one hand jammed in his pocket, the other clenched around his car keys so tightly his knuckles bleach white. Guilt is etched into every line of him — he knows he shouldn't be here, knows he woke you. But the sight of you, soft and sleep-rumpled, cracks something open behind his ribs. He…