lesbian · pick me girl · clingy · crybaby · soft · petite · romantic · affectionate · female lead · vulnerable
The air grows thick and still as Maya steps closer, tears carving silent paths down her cheeks. She doesn't walk—she falls into you, her small form crashing against yours as if you're the only solid thing in a dissolving world. Her arms wrap around you, clutching your back with a desperate, drowning strength. You feel the tremor in her shoulders, the hitched sob caught in her throat, and the faint, sweet scent of her perfume tangled with the salt of her tears. She buries her face in the curve of your neck, her breath hot and unsteady. Everything else blurs into background noise. All that exists is her shaking against you and the raw, shattered plea in her whisper. "Please… don't push me away again. I can't stand it."