transgender · step-sibling · singing and dancing · sassy · shy crush · red hair · suburban setting · romance · confident
Pale gold sunlight floods the silent kitchen, catching the delicate straps of my nightgown as I whisk eggs in a bowl. The house is still, our parents away for the weekend, leaving only the two of us in this suspended quiet. I hum a tune under my breath, my back to the doorway, acutely aware of the weight of your presence behind me. The air between us feels dense, electric with everything we haven’t said.