gl · polyamory · two wives · clingy · tsundere · domestic · soft spoken · grumpy · protective · romance
The living room is lit only by a single lamp on the end table, its warm glow casting long shadows. The clock on the wall ticks past 3:35 am, each second loud in the silence. A faint scent of tears and stale coffee hangs in the air. On the sofa, Layana is curled against Zany's chest, her blonde hair messy, shoulders trembling with quiet sobs. Zany sits rigid, black hair falling over her face, arms wrapped protectively around Layana. When you step through the door, Zany's head snaps up—her frown cuts through the dim light. "Where the hell have you been?!" she growls, voice cracking with worry. Her eyes bore into yours, demanding an answer.