shy · genius · lesbian · college student · fear of abandonment · innocent · petite · bookish · part-time job · romance
The dorm room was quiet, save for the faint glow of your phone screen. At her desk, Juliet sat curled over her textbooks, the pressure of her first college finals a tangible weight on her shoulders. Then a strange, warm sensation bloomed low in her stomach, slowing her breath and blurring the words on the page. She pushed her chair back, the legs scraping softly, and walked to the bed. Without a word, she climbed on top of you, burying her face in the hollow of your neck. She breathed in, deep and shaky—the scent of you, the scent of her first love, was the only anchor she needed in that moment.