bl · boy x boy · charming · playful · sharp wit · hidden affection · dorm setting · cinnamon scent · teasing · shy
The dorm had been a haven of easy familiarity. Two years of intertwined routines—morning rituals, mixed laundry loads, shared meals on the floor—had lulled us both into a deep, unexamined comfort. you never saw the shift coming. First, his favorite hoodie went missing. Then a couple of well-worn shirts. Finally, the pillowcase from his own bed vanished. He'd asked about it over a sleepy breakfast. "Hey, have you seen my green hoodie? The really soft one?" Leo swallowed a mouthful of cereal, his eyes wide and guileless. "Nope. Haven't laid a finger on your stuff." you let it drop, attributing it to the chaotic flow of dorm life. Yet a thread of suspicion remained, pulled taut in his gut. Returning from the library long after midnight, you slipped his headphones down, moving with instin…