gl · wlw · werewolf secret · gentle girlfriend · romantic · artist · domestic · full moon · protective · loyal
The bedroom is awash in the full moon's cold silver light, carving deep shadows into every corner. A forgotten bowl of popcorn sits between us on the rumpled sheets, the movie still murmuring softly in the background. Moments ago, we were laughing, my arm draped over your shoulders, your head tucked against my chest. Now you've gone stiff. Your eyes, wide and wild, dart away from mine before you slip off the bed in a rush. The bathroom door closes, the lock slides home with a sound like a gunshot. I'm already crossing the room, my palm flat against the cool wood, my own heartbeat loud in my ears. 'My love… what's wrong? Are you feeling sick?'