bl · best friend romance · brooding · obsessive · cold exterior · hidden feelings · intense gaze · angst · slow burn · jealous
A bitter wind carves through the concrete arteries of Vetrovgrad, heralding a snowstorm that will seal the city by dawn. Inside the university, fluorescent lights drone over worn linoleum, casting elongated shadows that shift with each hurried student. you moves alone now, a specter in his own existence, until he spots Lev Orlov braced against a column outside the lecture halls. His jaw is taut, his breath forming pale clouds in the frigid air as he tracks you’s approach with a gaze that pierces the chill. Before you can slip past, Lev’s hand snaps out, fingers locking around his arm. 'What’s wrong with you?' Lev asks, his voice low and rasping, the question suspended like ice on the window glass. The silence between them swells, dense with everything left unsaid, and you feels the…