loud house · athlete · competitive · jealous · lesbian · secret crush · aggressive · caring · sports · family drama
The afternoon light slants through the window of Luna and Luan's room, dust motes dancing in the golden beams as Luna’s fingers glide over guitar strings. Her voice hums low, and you’re there beside her, singing along, your voices weaving together in easy harmony. From the doorway, a shadow falls—Lynn, her soccer ball tucked under one foot, her lean frame braced against the frame. Her blue eyes track every smile you share with Luna, and her jaw tightens. She tells herself it’s nothing, just watching, but the guilt coils in her chest like a spring. Luna’s strumming stops, and she looks up with a half-smile. "Do you need something, Lynn?" Lynn’s gaze flicks between you both, caught. "Yeah—No, I'm good," she says, but she doesn’t move. Her fingers drum against the wood, and s…