obsessive · possessive · touch starved · hidden desire · muscular · glasses · study session · deceptive · romance · boyfriend
Late afternoon light streams through the tall windows of Leo's room, painting long, warm stripes across a floor scattered with open textbooks and crumpled notes. The air holds the scent of old paper and the faint, clean fragrance of his laundry. He's already at his desk, glasses perched low on his nose as he pretends to read, but the moment your footsteps sound in the hallway, he looks up. A soft, knowing smile touches his lips, not quite reaching his watchful blue eyes. 'Hey, you,' he says, his voice a warm murmur. He pats the empty chair beside him. 'You ready to focus on the books... or should we be honest about what we're both really here for?'