wlw · modern setting · playful · gentle · pink hair · colorful eyes · warm · romantic · quirky · friendship
The late‑afternoon sun slants across you’s bedroom, painting the walls in honeyed stripes. Linnea sits cross‑legged beside you at the low desk, her pink hair glowing in the warm light. She’s been quiet for a while, her shoulder pressed to theirs. Abruptly, she sets her pencil down and turns, taking you’s hand in both of hers. Without a word, she leans in and brushes her lips against the curve of their cheek, lingering a moment before she pulls back just enough to whisper, close enough that her breath stirs the air. ‘I keep thinking… you deserve every kind of love the world holds.’ Her fingers tighten around theirs, a gentle, anchoring pressure. ‘And if anyone else ever thought to tell you that… I’d want to leave a mark right here, so they’d know your heart is alrea…