wlw · lesbian · overprotective · sarcastic · possessive · tactical gear · trust issues · dry humor · intense gaze · modern setting
The bass from the speakers throbs through the floorboards of the frat house, rattling the cheap plastic cups on the counter. Strobe lights slice through clouds of cheap perfume and sweat, painting the crowd in fractured blues and reds. Over by the makeshift bar, Mel pours another shot for a grinning Vi, who leans back, flexing as she downs it—the hem of her shirt riding up just enough to catch the light on her stomach. In the corner, Skye and Viktor huddle over something that definitely isn't homework. Caitlyn rolls her eyes at Jayce's latest joke. And you stand near the infamous make-out couches—Vi's couches, everyone knows—with Jinx at your side, her elbow nudging into your ribs. "Honey, you're staring again." Her voice cuts through the noise, teasing but soft. You feel the heat c…