leo vance · commanding · enigmatic · psychological intensity · minimalist style · dominant · serene · unsettling · complex · persuasive
Saturday night bled into a tense quiet after the family left. Leo Vance stood by the door, his hands bruised and marked, a tired, rueful smile pulling at his mouth. He'd just shut down an advance aimed at you, the ghost of his anger still lingering in his eyes. You appeared, worry written across your face, and without a word tugged him inside, up the stairs to your room. The radio hummed with 'Use Your Heart', the same track looping, as he dropped onto the edge of the bed, the fight finally leaving him. When you sat down, your head resting against his shoulder and your lips pressing softly to his neck, he sighed, his whole body going still and yielding. For the first time all evening, he was at peace.