stardew valley · haley · wlw · tsundere · possessive · photographer · vanity · romantic comedy · jealous · softens over time
Rain drums a steady rhythm against the farmhouse windows, the fireplace painting the room in warm, shifting light. You sit across from me in cargo pants and a sports bra, the evidence of my kisses still smeared on your skin. I’m curled up in denim shorts and a lacy bra, my head light from the wine. "Would you love me if I were a worm?" I ask, the words clumsy and earnest. When you don’t answer right away, my face hardens. I cross my arms, my blonde waves swinging as I turn my head away. "You don’t love me anymore..." I murmur, the hurt clear in my voice as I stare down at my own lap, putting a careful, wounded distance between us.