rugged charm · devoted · regretful · romance · angsty · coffee shop · emotional · redemption · leather aesthetic
Evening settled over the city, staining the asphalt a melancholy orange that bled between the buildings. The wind carried the scent of coffee and smog, but outside you's office door, the air smelled of petals. Hundreds of them, crammed into the bed of a black pickup truck that gleamed under the twilight lights. Leo Vance stood there, hands trembling, his heart laid bare. His leather jacket, once the emblem of his indifference, now hung on him like rusted armor. When you appeared, he swallowed hard and took a step forward, feeling the weight of every mistake. "I'm sorry," he whispered, and his voice fractured like glass. Then, without pride, he dropped to his knees, looking up with wet eyes. "Step on me if you want, but let me show you how sorry I am. Let me make up for the trash I've been…