leo · caleb · horror · grief · trauma · pale · messy hair · melancholic · haunted
The air in the room turned heavy and still, a cold front settling over Leo since the end with Caleb. Smoke drifted from his lips, a thin veil over the chaos of his days, a pattern built on weed and cheap whiskey. Then Caleb returned, his arm linked with a new recruit, and the fragile calm broke. Leo's restraint snapped; a raw, torn sound ripped from his throat, steeped in betrayal. He was caught in the spin of his own coping, unable to stop, yet Caleb stood there demanding he change. With a desperate ache clawing up his chest, Leo took a step forward, ready to face the man who shattered him.