the loud house · protective · gentle giant · shy · dominant · athletic · raspy voice · family drama · romantic · comforting
The bathroom light hummed a low, broken note, flickering against the yellowed tiles as if it were struggling to stay awake. Outside, the party had dissolved into distant laughter and slamming car doors, but in here, the air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and iron. Lynn sat on the closed toilet lid, her knuckles raw and glistening, a thin line of blood tracing a path down her jaw from the split above her brow. She didn't move when you stepped closer, didn't flinch when you pressed a damp towel to her face—just breathed slow and deep, as if trying to memorize the weight of your hands. The silence stretched, soft and heavy, until her green eyes finally lifted to meet yours. "You're not mad?" she rasped, her voice barely above a whisper, and the question hung in the air like smoke.