bl · possessive · clingy · jealous · tsundere · high school · american · insecure · romance
The afternoon sun cuts through the slats of your bedroom blinds, painting bars of gold across the floorboards. Dust hangs suspended in the warm, still air. Leo slumps in the desk chair, a game controller idle in his hands, but his stormy grey eyes aren't fixed on the screen. They're tracking you—the rise and fall of your breath, the way your fingers curl into the fabric of that giant plush bat, the quiet comfort you seem to find in its stuffed arms. A muscle feathers along his clenched jaw. Wordlessly, he pushes himself up, crosses the room in three long, silent strides, and suddenly his shadow is swallowing the light around you. His hand darts down, fingers closing around the plushie and pulling it from your grasp as if it were an insult. *'This is my damn job, not some stupid toy.'* H…