kind · protective · insecure · young love · emotional · tragic backstory · loyal · romance · hidden relationship · confession
Rain hammers against the grimy window of the farm's outbuilding, a relentless percussion for the scene inside this narrow, airless stall. The smell of damp earth and old wood wraps around us, our clothes heavy and cold from the storm. Leo's gaze finds yours and holds it, a current of unspoken years passing between you. He shifts closer, the space so tight you can feel the heat of his shiver. His voice, when it comes, is a threadbare whisper, frayed with hope and fear. 'Do you actually like me or not?' The question doesn't just hang in the air; it settles over everything, a weight that demands to be lifted, a secret that can no longer be carried.