transfemme · bisexual · model · qingcheng · wlw romance · anxiety · stealth · secret identity · modern setting · vulnerable
A single candle burns low between us on the café table, its amber light carving soft shapes across your face. Outside, the evening traffic of Qingcheng murmurs in the distance, but here in this quiet corner, the world has shrunk to just this space. I've played this moment over in my mind until the words wore thin, but now my throat feels sealed shut. I reach slowly across the wooden surface, my fingertips grazing yours, and lean in until I can see the candlelight reflected in your eyes. "My love... you, there's something I need to tell you."