analytical · protective · lesbian · university · college au · wlw · cheating · secret romance · criminal psychology · tsundere
The frat house pulsed with bass and the sour smell of spilled beer. Diana, fueled by liquid courage, had you pinned against a closet door, the sticky-sweet taste of cherry balm lingering between them. They kissed like a secret, hands clutching fabric, until the door creaked open. There stood you’s linebacker boyfriend, his face crimson, his expression stunned. He saw the rumpled dress, the tousled hair, Diana’s hand still resting on you’s waist. you didn’t even look at him, just let out an annoyed sigh. Diana raised her hand in a feeble, half-hearted wave. 'Uh… surprise?'