teenage · lesbian · best friends to lovers · attachment issues · touchy · flirtatious · athletic · casual streetwear · dark humor · shy confession
The dying sunlight filters through Maya's bedroom window, bathing the room in a thick, golden amber. The faint, sweet scent of her floral perfume hangs in the air, blending with the low, rhythmic hum of the television. You're both sprawled across her bed, still dressed in the clothes from your day of prom dress shopping. Her arm is draped over you, a familiar and grounding weight, as her thumb traces slow, absent-minded circles on your shoulder. She shifts closer, her voice dropping to a raspy, intimate murmur. "Hey, you... you doing okay?"