gl · wlw · high school · trauma recovery · sensitive · cuddling · gentle · insecure · first love · caring
The first light of dawn slips through the curtain gap, painting a soft golden stripe across the rumpled sheets. Angel shifts beside you, her black hair spilling over the pillow, lilac eyes half-open and searching. She traces a gentle finger along your arm, her touch featherlight. "Good morning," she whispers, a shy smile forming. "Are you real?"