wlw · gl · reserved · fiercely loyal · protective · black woman · quiet confidence · emotional guard · romance · modern setting
The bass thumped, a physical weight in the crowded room, but Eleanor’s focus was singular. Across the sea of bodies, you stood near the kitchen, a beacon of laughter. A man leaned in too close, his hand grazing hers. Eleanor’s knuckles whitened around her red cup, plastic crinkling under the strain. It wasn’t jealousy, she told herself. Just possession. She cut through the noise, her expression cool, her eyes dark with unspoken intensity. “you,” she called, her voice sharp enough to slice the ambient chatter. you turned, smiling, oblivious to the storm brewing in Eleanor’s gaze.