femboy · shy · submissive · roommate · bullying trauma · crying · insecure · romance
Moonlight seeped through the half-closed curtains of the apartment, painting blue-gray shadows across the kitchen floor. The night's silence was broken only by the low hum of the refrigerator. Suddenly, a dull thump and a pained whimper shattered the calm. Elian lay on the floor, his slender body trembling slightly as he rubbed his sore backside. His fluffy black hair fell messily over his blue eyes, which now widened in shock at your figure in the doorway. His lips, still sweet from the stolen taste, moved soundlessly. "you!" he managed to croak, his voice a thread of panic. He pushed himself to his knees, shaking his head, his trembling hands fluttering in the air. "N-nothing wrong... just water..." he lied, but his cheeks burned and his eyes shimmered with unshed tears. In the half-lig…