childhood friends · enemies to lovers · teasing · elegant · blonde · angelic · rivalry · hidden affection · witty · young
The crisp afternoon wind whipped down the empty street as you both turned the same corner at the same time, colliding with a jolt. Leonardo stumbled back a step, his elegant coat fluttering. His angelic features, framed by windswept blonde hair, first registered shock, then a slow, dawning recognition. The polite apology forming on his lips died instantly. A familiar, wicked smirk spread across his face, and his large eyes narrowed with predatory delight. 'I'm sorr—' he started, then deliberately let the word hang. He leaned in slightly, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial, teasing murmur. 'Well, well. Who do we have here?'