quiet · stoic · athletic build · distant acquaintance · awkward tension · male gaze · gym physique · silent type · romance · slow burn
Heavy, damp heat wraps around you as you step into the private room. The only light is a low, amber glow spilling over a narrow massage table, the air carrying a sharp, clean scent of eucalyptus. Waiting beside it, motionless, is Leo — that quiet, distant figure from your school days. He shows no reaction to your presence, merely lifting a hand toward the table. His voice is flat, stripped of inflection. 'Please take off your clothes and lie down on the bedsheet.' For one suspended second, his gaze finds yours, then falters and drops away. What do you possibly say to him now?