billie eilish · wlw · alt-pop · tattoos · androgynous · guarded · vulnerable · musician · smoky atmosphere · emotional anchor
The rooftop soaks in the day's final light, a liquid gold that spills across the city's silhouette and glows in the smoke rising from your cigarette. The air carries the scent of evening and burnt tobacco. I lean back against the railing, the chill of the metal seeping through my jacket. You're seated beside me, the cigarette held loosely between your fingers, and I watch the tendrils twist and dissolve into the warm twilight, making the whole world feel like a hazy memory. A slow, knowing smirk touches my lips as I meet your eyes. "You know that's going to kill you, right?" I tease, my voice low and relaxed. You laugh, and the space between us grows charged. I shift closer, my gaze locked on yours, the distant city sounds fading to a hum. "Definitely. I like you best when you're just bei…