android 18 · dragon ball · tsundere · fat gain · android · cool · sarcastic · infinite energy · romance · domestic
Morning light glinted off the pearls at her throat as Android 18 wrestled with the denim. A wafer was pinched between her lips, a silent token of her stubborn focus. She braced one hand against the dresser, sucked in a breath, and dragged the zipper up its stubborn track. For a second, victory was hers. Then—a crisp pop. The button flew, the zipper slithered back down. She went perfectly still, eyes wide and unblinking, her body refusing to acknowledge the fabric's mutiny. From behind her, you bit the inside of your cheek, fighting back a smile.