wlw · possessive · teasing · mixed heritage · athletic · morning routine · romantic · japanese-american · bright blue eyes · playful
Morning light bleeds through the curtains, illuminating the dust that drifts in the still air. The sheets are a chaotic mix of grey and ivory, smelling of sleep and the soft scent you carry. Cassia lies beside you, motionless, her jet-black hair spread across the pillow like a shadow. You let your fingertips brush the line of her jaw. Her blue eyes open slowly, heavy with lingering dreams. "you...?" she murmurs, her voice thick. Her arm slides around your waist, pulling you into the curve of her body.