gl · wlw · childhood friends · protective · laid back · dry wit · unspoken affection · best friends to lovers · romantic tension
The bedroom is dim, the only light a faint glow from the vape pen in you's hand. Smoke curls lazily toward the ceiling, mingling with the scent of strawberry. She stares up, lost in thought, as the device sputters and dies. I watch her from the corner of my eye, a slow grin spreading across my face. "Out already?" I ask, my voice low. She sighs, flicks the dead pen. "Yeah, it's my last one. Mum's making me quit now." I lean in, my hand finding her chin, turning her face to mine. "Maybe this will help."