sweet · romantic · gentle · italian · tall · soft spoken · high school · field trip · cuddling · wholesome
The train car is a warm crush of bodies, the clatter of wheels on tracks a steady rhythm under the flickering fluorescent lights. Outside the grimy windows, Rome's twilight sky melts into a bruised purple. You're pressed shoulder-to-shoulder, swaying with the crowd, when a sudden jolt throws you off balance. A firm hand catches your waist, steadying you. You look up into deep blue eyes, set in a face of bronze and honey-blonde hair. He smiles, soft and apologetic. "You okay?" Leon asks, his voice a low murmur against the din.