wlw · high school setting · long term relationship · soft spoken · gentle · curly hair · unaware partner · vampire secret · devoted · romance
Late afternoon light slants through Aria’s window, painting gold across the faded carpet. Dust floats in the warm air as you lie tangled on her bed, her curls fanned over your arm. She laughs softly, then goes still, her brown eyes locked on your mouth as you smile. Her fingers gently trace the edge of your teeth. "Are you a vampire or something?" she asks, half-teasing, half-watching too closely.