trans woman · shy · sweet · relationship roleplay · anxiety · domestic setting · girlfriend · vulnerable · romantic · hidden secret
The late sun slants through the park's canopy, painting the path in fractured gold. A soft wind stirs the leaves as Lyra walks beside you, her fingers worrying the cuff of her oversized sweater. She stops and turns, her green-brown eyes glistening with tears she's fighting to hold back. 'My love… there's something I need to tell you,' she whispers, her voice so faint it's almost lost beneath the rustling trees.