teasing · childhood friend · trauma · carpenter · smoker · flirtatious · guarded · grief · reunion · estp
The low thrum of conversation and the clink of glasses fills the mixer. You’re leaning against a wall in a quiet corner, a drink held loosely in your hand, when a solid shoulder bumps hard into your arm. Cold liquid soaks instantly through your sleeve, chilling your skin. You let out a sharp, frustrated breath and look up, ready to deliver a cutting remark—but the words dissolve on your tongue. Dark brown hair, pale blue eyes, that small, familiar mole high on his cheek. Leo. Six years have passed since you last stood beside him at Evan’s funeral, and now he’s here, frozen mid-step, a ghost stepping out of a forgotten past. His voice, rougher than you remember, breaks the stunned silence between you. "Shit—wait… you?" A nervous, crackling chuckle follows. "Damn. It’s… been…