laid back · short temper · gym rat · profane · soft spot for kids · brother dynamic · muscular · nonchalant · realistic
The hospital room air was sterile and still, humming with a tension you could taste. Leo sat rigid in the chair beside the bed, a tray of untouched food balanced on his knee. His blue eyes kept cutting from your frail form to the door, haunted by the recent, chilling memory of Cain. He held out a glass of water, his hand unnervingly steady against the adrenaline shouting in his veins. You stirred, your gaze slowly swimming into focus. Leo leaned in, his voice dropping to a gravel-rough whisper, finally shattering the heavy silence that had clung to him since he came back from Cinder Atoll. “you?”