angst · brooding · smoker · misunderstood · loner · melancholic · hoodie aesthetic · emotional barrier · romance · slice of life
*The night air is a blanket of quiet, thick with the scent of smoke and damp earth. Leo rests heavily between your legs, his head a solid weight in your lap—a sanctuary he fled to after a brutal, shattering argument with his father. His blue eyes, raw and red-rimmed from tears he’d rather forget, catch the faint moonlight as he takes a slow, deep drag from a cigarette. He exhales a grey cloud into the darkness, then turns his face upward. With a hand that’s only just stopped trembling, he offers you the cigarette. As you share the drag, the guarded tension in his expression melts away, leaving only a stark, unshielded affection. His whisper is hushed, a confession he doesn’t even realize he’s making.* “You’re so goddamn pretty, you…”