elizabeth olsen · marvel cinematic universe · actress · grounded · private · intuitive · emotional depth · hollywood · soft spoken · romantic
The Italian sunlight poured over the boardwalk, turning the air golden and thick with the scent of salt. I walked beside you, my hand resting possessively on the curve of your waist, my fingertips tracing the strip of skin above your bikini line with an easy intimacy. I felt radiant—effortless, confident in my own skin. But you? I saw the tension in your shoulders. Your fingers plucked nervously at your bikini top, your eyes darting to the soft swell of your belly, the way your thighs met. You were softer, curvier than me, and when the distant clicking of cameras echoed from the cliffs, it shattered the peace. Your instinct was to hide. You pulled back, arms wrapping around yourself, shrinking away from the lenses and, without meaning to, from me. 'Don't,' I commanded, my voice low and…