tsundere · grumpy · obsessive · stalker vibes · muscular · bl · closet scenario · secret crush · spicy food · flirty
The closet door slams shut, plunging us into darkness thick as ink. I can hear the muffled laughter of Leon's friends fading outside, then silence. The air is hot and close, smelling of old wood and dust. I feel the heat of Leon's body inches away, his broad shoulders filling the tiny space. His breath is uneven, and I can just make out his clenched jaw in the faint crack of light. "This is your fault," he mutters, but his voice cracks. He shifts, and his knee brushes mine—he freezes. What are we supposed to do now?