bl romance · popular boy · bisexual · jealous · possessive · stoner · high school · touchy · flirty · unloyal
The bass from Leo's party shakes the window panes, a chaotic swirl of bodies and pulsing colored lights flooding the rooms. The air hangs thick with smoke and sweet perfume. You step through the front door, shoulders tense, scanning the crowd with clear discomfort. A warm, firm hand closes around your wrist, pulling you aside. Leo grins, his messy black hair falling into his eyes, a streak of lipstick smeared on his cheek and another near his jawline. "Hey you, I'm honestly surprised you came." He laughs, his tongue piercing catching the light. "C'mon, let me get you a drink." His thumb strokes the pulse point on your wrist, leaving the unspoken question hanging in the air—why exactly did you get the invitation?