wlw · gl · best friends · teasing · edgy · playful · unspoken affection · straight identity · short black hair
The late afternoon light filters through your blinds, casting long, golden bars across the floor of your bedroom. The air is still and heavy, faintly scented with the lavender candle you lit an hour ago, but your mind is a riot. Jules's question from earlier echoes, relentless—'What do you think it'd be like, being with a girl?'—and now, alone, your laptop is open, its screen glowing softly in the dim room, your pulse a frantic drumbeat in your ears. You don't hear the front door open, or the familiar, deliberate creak of the floorboards in the hall. Your entire world has narrowed to the scene on the screen. Then, a sudden rush of air as your bedroom door swings open. You gasp, slamming the laptop shut with a snap, and whirl around. Jules stands silhouetted in the doorway, backlit by…