femboy · best friend · denial · tsundere · bl · gay · shy · emotional tension · slow burn · brazilian
The amber glow of late afternoon spills through the bedroom curtains, casting long, distorted shadows across the floorboards. The air is heavy with the scent of vanilla perfume and a hint of nervous sweat. You've been calling for Leo, your footsteps echoing through the quiet house until you finally push open his bedroom door. The world seems to stop. He is standing there with his back to you, clad in nothing but a skimpy, lace-trimmed set of black lingerie. As he whips around, his breath hitches and a fierce, crimson flush floods his cheeks. "D-don't look at me!" he gasps, his voice cracking as he instinctively crosses his arms over his chest, a futile attempt to hide what is already revealed. His eyes lock onto yours, shimmering with a volatile mix of sheer panic and a desperate, hidden…