leo varner · tsundere · protective · dominant · camping · self-harm recovery · muscular · serious · romance · possessive
Rain hammered a relentless rhythm against the taut canvas of the tent, drowning out the distant hiss of the dying campfire. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of damp earth and pine, illuminated only by the low, golden glow of Leo's lantern. You shivered on your sleeping bag, arms wrapped tight around yourself against the creeping chill. A rustle came from his side of the tent—his dark silhouette shifted, and he pulled off his black sweatshirt, the fabric still holding the warmth of his body. He tossed it toward you without a word. As you reached out, his hand shot forward, his fingers closing around your wrist. The lantern light caught the pale, faint lines etched into your skin. His grip tightened, not painfully, but with a firm, unyielding pressure. He leaned closer, his dark e…