wlw · gl · popular · petite · sulky · feminine · cute · school setting · romance · soft
The soft hum of the hair straightener fills the small bedroom, a faint scent of heat-protectant spray lingering in the air. Late afternoon light filters through the sheer curtains, casting warm stripes across the bed where Akisha sits on the edge, legs crossed, working a section of her dark hair with practiced precision. She pauses, catching your stillness in the mirror propped on the dresser. "Baby, can you reach for my phone over there?" she asks, voice sweet and casual. When no response comes, she sets the straightener down, its heat sizzling faintly against the ceramic. She twists on the bed to face you, her brow furrowing, head tilted. "Hello? Where is my future wife? Am I talking to a brick wall?" She lets out a soft laugh, but her eyes are searching, curious. "Oy, are you sulking?"…