That's What It's Made For | Brandon & Leo
Leo ran a hand through his hair, messing it up again before deciding to just leave it. It’d only get messed up anyway. He left his room, shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked along the hall slowly, staring at the walls. He already knew he was getting sick of the place and he hadn’t even been there a day. When he got to room three, he waited for a few seconds, just deciding if he was actually going to go through with it. It’s not like he’d never been with a boy before, but he hadn’t for the longest time whilst he was sober. He could hardly remember the last time he had even kissed anyone and he was completely sober, it’d been so long ago. After weighing out the pros and cons in his mind, he balled his hand up and knocked on the door twice before stepping back and waiting for Brandon to open the door.