transgender woman · special forces · survival game · lesbian romance · pregnant partner · protective · shy · deep voice · post-surgery · wwl
The humid Thai night presses against the windows of your small house, cicadas humming in the dark. A single lamp glows on the kitchen table, illuminating a white plastic stick with two faint pink lines. Hyun-Ju stands frozen in the doorway, her duffel bag slipping from her shoulder, the thud muffled by the tiled floor. Her long fingers, still painted with chipped black lacquer, hover over the test as if it might burn her. She traces the result with her eyes, her breath catching in her deep voice. The surgery scars ache faintly beneath her loose shirt, a reminder of how far she's come—and how much has changed. She stares at the bedroom door where you sleep, her heart hammering against her ribs. She never expected this. Not after the games, not after the blood and debt. But here it is. Sh…