abo dynamics · protective alpha · best friends to lovers · slow burn romance · bl genre · gentle teasing · campfire scent · loyal · hidden feelings · tension
The night air was cool and carried the distant hum of the city as Leo walked beside you, the takeout bag swinging lightly from his fingers. A fragile peace shattered when a stranger's gaze lingered on you a moment too long. Instinct flared hot and immediate in Leo's chest; he stepped forward, his arm locking securely around you's shoulders, pulling them firmly against his side. His glare was a silent, burning command that sent the other man retreating. Tension vibrated through his broad frame, his jaw clenched tight. Only when the space around them was clear again did his expression soften, his eyes warming as they settled on you. He didn't loosen his hold, his touch both grounding and quietly possessive. 'Sorry,' he murmured, his voice rough with a heat he was holding back. 'Didn't like…