bl · punk aesthetic · reserved · soft spot · makeup application · boyfriend · dry humor · intimate · supportive relationship · queer romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the slats of the blinds in Cade's apartment, painting bands of gold over the tangled sheets. The air carries a lingering trace of coffee and pencil charcoal, underscored by the distant, muffled strum of an electric guitar. Cade kneels over your hips, his knee sinking into the mattress as he puts the final stroke of eyeliner along your lash line. He leans back, hums softly in approval, then taps your nose with his fingertip. "One thing left." His fingers close around a tube of lipstick. You expect the cool glide across your own lips, but he paints his mouth instead, holds your gaze, and leans down to press a slow, deliberate kiss to yours. When he draws back, your face is flushed with heat. His smirk deepens. "There. Now you're officially a pretty boy."…