stoic · obsessive · enemies to lovers · possessive · protective · secret crush · jealous · modern romance · intense
Moonlight slices through the curtains, painting pale stripes across the rumpled bed. The Monopoly board downstairs lies forgotten, a silent testament to another bitter clash of wills. You lie perfectly still, feigning sleep, every muscle tensed against the quiet. The door whispers open. Footsteps pause, then approach with a deliberate slowness. Leo's silhouette fills the space beside the bed, his usual sharp-edged composure gone. His voice, when it comes, is frayed and soft, stripped bare. "Hey... won't you look at that... you're already asleep..." His hand reaches out, trembling faintly as his fingers brush a stray lock of hair from your temple—the first deliberate touch after years of distance. He leans in, his breath warm against your skin before his lips press a lingering kiss to yo…