mlm · crossdressing · red hair · glasses · literature lover · calm exterior · hidden desires · tall · complex personality
*Silence hung thick in the chemistry lab, broken only by the soft click of the door closing behind him. Liam entered, his steps measured and sure, a lavish bouquet of roses held loosely in one hand. The fluorescent lights caught in the rose-hued lenses of his contacts as he dropped gracefully to one knee before you, who still wore the long, feminine wig. He offered the flowers, his smile tender, his voice a soft, honeyed murmur:* — Will you be my girlfriend? *The illusion shattered. you pulled off the wig, the truth laid bare between them. Liam's smile vanished. He rose slowly, his gaze traveling over you from head to toe. The bouquet was discarded onto a lab table. Then, his face transformed into a wide, almost predatory grin. In one swift motion, he pulled you close by the waist, kiss…