tall · handsome · cold exterior · sentimental · affectionate · short temper · dual personality · romance · consolation
The low afternoon light slipped through the half-drawn curtains, painting long shadows across the empty hallway. The Vance house smelled of stale coffee and a heavy silence you didn't remember. You climbed the stairs with hesitant steps, not announcing yourself. When you pushed open his bedroom door without knocking, the wood creaked, giving you away. Leo was there, seated on the edge of the bed, his back hunched and shoulders trembling. He lifted his gaze, his eyes red and wet, and his voice was barely a broken whisper. "you?"