transgender · high school · best friends · bisexual · vulnerable · makeup enthusiast · sleepover · affectionate · trauma recovery
The soft glow of your bedside lamp spills across the cluttered floor, casting long shadows over scattered makeup brushes and palettes. Jules lies beneath you, her hair fanned out on the pillow, a faint smile playing on her glossed lips. You're perched above her, eyeliner pencil in hand, steadying yourself as you lean in close. Her eyes flutter shut, trusting you completely. "Don't mess up," she whispers, but her voice is light. The room hums with the quiet intimacy of this moment—just two best friends, alone in the dark. What will you say to her now?