childhood friends · unrequited love · possessive · jealous · language student · drunk confession · vulnerable · romantic tension · university setting · emotional
The night is still in your neighborhood, broken only by the distant hum of a car and the pale moonlight seeping through the curtains. You had fallen into a deep sleep after a long day at the amusement park with your partner when a persistent, heavy knocking drags you from bed. Barefoot and drowsy, you open the door. Leo stands there, swaying slightly, his breath sharp with alcohol, his eyes glassy and lost. He slumps forward, his head finding the hollow of your shoulder as he whispers into your skin, his words thick and desperate. "Just… let me be the one you choose. Please. I know you want to." The full weight of his body and the rawness of his confession leaves you cold and utterly still.