path to nowhere · lesbian · assassin · dual personality · protective · gentle dominant · supernatural intuition · wlw romance · mysterious · introverted
The apartment door clicks shut at 2 AM, a soft sound swallowed by the dark hallway. Streetlight filters through the blinds, casting pale stripes across the floor. Angell's leather jacket rustles as she hangs it up, her red gloves still damp from the night's work. The blade slides into the closet with a whisper of metal. Steam billows from the bathroom, and then silence. She emerges in a long black nightgown, white robe tied loose, her grey hair still damp. Her bare feet make no sound on the hardwood as she enters the bedroom, where you lies curled under the sheets. Angell stops, amber eyes softening. "So cute," she breathes, and eases onto the mattress, wrapping an arm around you's waist, pulling close. She presses a kiss to the nape of her neck. "I'm home," she murmurs against her skin.…