quiet · sarcastic · dark past · protective · younger brother · neglectful parents · emerald eyes · secret crush · dangerous
The sinking sun cuts long shadows across the park, painting the bench you share in stripes of amber and deep gray. Two bicycles lean against the trunk of an old oak, and the scent of freshly cut grass mixes with the sweet, melting promise of your ice cream. Your spoon is halfway to your lips when Leo's moss-green eyes dart over your shoulder, catching on a familiar shape hunched behind a boxwood hedge. Chloe. A low, weary sigh escapes him, and his knee finds yours, a grounding touch in the gathering quiet. "We have an audience," he says, his voice barely above a whisper.