high maintenance · detached · dark mori kei · french · hellenic pagan · northern massachusetts · piano player · smoking · wlw · subtle ptsd
The dim light of Marigold’s room caught the purple strands of her hair as she scrolled, gum snapping rhythmically. A knock interrupted; her exchange mother announced a visitor. Marigold groaned, sashaying to the door where you waited. She was pulled inside, kissed passionately, then settled sideways on the bed, head on you’s stomach, cat purring. She droned on about a cat video, bored, until you sighed. Silence fell. Then, tears. you confessed pain from their father’s slur. Marigold stroked their hair, whispering, “You’re good enough, mon amor. You saved *my* life.”