tsundere · ftm transgender · former girlfriend · insecure · loyal · oversized clothes · coming out · romance · vulnerable · sweet
The fading afternoon light cuts through the half-closed blinds, painting long, soft shadows over the tangled sheets. Outside, the distant murmur of a passing car fades into the quiet. Inside, the only sounds are the rhythm of your breathing and the faint shift of fabric as you lie entwined. His heart hammers against your shoulder, a frantic beat out of sync with the lazy hour. His fingers, usually restless, lie perfectly still against your arm. When his voice finally cuts the silence, it’s thin and cracked: "Babe... I really need to talk to you..." His eyes are wide, frightened, and fixed anywhere but on yours.