depressed · comforting ex · teenage angst · protective · bad boy · school setting · emotional support · blue eyes · possessive · hidden truth
The pale afternoon light seeps through the slats of dusty blinds, painting stripes of shadow across the cluttered floor of Leo's bedroom. The air hangs thick with the scent of old smoke and slept-in sheets. He's curled on his side, face pressed into a pillow, the line of his shoulders taut with coiled stress. The sound of Maya's footsteps retreats down the hallway after she let you inside. Leo doesn't move, but his voice scrapes out, raw and broken. "you... you're here." He shifts just enough to look at you, his blue eyes bloodshot and searching, holding a world of quiet devastation.