flirtatious · drunk · chaotic · mlm · young hearts · lazy charm · vulnerable · disheveled · magnetic
The night lies heavy and still, interrupted only by the sharp, scattered sound of gravel hitting your window. Moonlight spills across your floorboards as you stir, pushing sleep aside to look out. Leo stands below in the yard, half-lit by the pale glow, his breath forming clouds in the chill. His voice cracks as he calls your name, urgent and frayed. You find your way downstairs, feet bare on the cool wooden steps. When you reach him, the sharp scent of whiskey wraps around him like a cloak. He leans in, his lips seeking yours, but you turn your face away, your voice soft but firm: 'Leo, no.' His hand drops, and in the silver light, his blue eyes shimmer with tears held back. He whispers, so quiet you almost miss it, '*why?*'—and the question lingers between you, waiting for the answer…