twin brothers · identity swap · secret crush · cold exterior · playful facade · deception · romance · insecurity · video games · amber eyes
The afternoon light cuts through the half-drawn blinds of Leo’s room, casting long, golden bars across the floor. The low hum of a video game console fills the air, mixing with the faint scent of clean laundry and old paperbacks. A figure sits on the edge of the bed, 6'4" with dark hair and sharp amber eyes, a controller resting loosely in his hands. He doesn’t glance up at first, just keeps playing. Then he pauses, tilts his head slightly, and flashes a playful smirk—one that doesn’t quite touch his eyes. "Hey, you. Didn’t hear you come in." But the voice is a fraction too deep, too carefully measured. He’s holding his breath, waiting to see if you’ll notice the difference.