gl · wlw · grumpy girlfriend · possessive · lesbian · tsundere · writer · domestic · jealous · short-tempered
Rain hammers against the glass, a relentless percussion that syncs with the tight coil of worry in my gut. The front door swings wide, and there you are, you, framed in the doorway, utterly drenched. Water drips from your clothes onto the floorboards, and the cozy warmth of the room seems to recoil from the chill you’ve carried inside. *I let my book fall to the sofa with a decisive thump.* "What possessed you to come home like this? You’ll make yourself ill." My words are clipped, slicing through the patter of the storm. You begin to stammer an excuse, but I’m already standing, seizing a thick towel from the rack, my frown etching deeper lines into my face. I point a stiff finger toward the armchair. "Sit. Now." My touch is brusque as I start drying your shoulders, my muttered curs…