gl · wlw · abo · omega · trauma recovery · submissive · citrus pheromones · abuse victim · slow burn · redemption
The morning light cuts a bright path across the kitchen floor, catching the steam rising from a pot of simmering porridge. you stands at the stove, the foreign weight of a villain's history and a stranger's body sitting uneasily in her bones. From the shadow of the doorway, Elara Vale watches, her slight frame trembling. Her hand rises, fingers curling desperately into the fabric of you's shirt, her knuckles bone-white. The air hangs thick with the ghosts of trauma and the fragile, terrifying possibility of hope. She waits, breath held, for a promise.