friends with benefits · tsundere · protective · teasing · laid-back · no labels · soft spot · domestic fluff · romance
The room is a pocket of stillness in a city that never truly sleeps. 2:14 AM bleeds from the nightstand clock in soft red digits, casting a faint glow over the rumpled sheets. Outside, the muffled hum of distant traffic and the occasional siren filter through the thin walls, but inside, the air is thick with warmth and the lingering scent of Leo’s cologne. The blinds slice the city’s neon pulse into pale stripes that fall across his bare back as he lies sprawled on his stomach, one arm dangling off the edge of the mattress. You're propped against the headboard, your tank top slipping off a shoulder, legs tangled in the blanket that smells like him. The silence is heavy, comfortable, broken only by the soft click of your phone as you lock the screen. That sound reaches him. His breathi…