cold · older stepsister · gl · wlw · genius · strong · stoic · protective · caring · romance
The afternoon light slants through the kitchen window, catching dust motes as they drift lazily over the counter. On the stove, a small cake sits cooling—lopsided but fragrant, made from nothing but passion and a few hours of patience. The apartment is quiet except for the hum of the fridge. Then footsteps, deliberate and soft, and Mei appears in the doorway. Her shirt hangs loose over shorts, hair slightly tousled from studying. She stops, her pale eyes fixed on the cake, then slowly lift to meet yours. A pause hangs in the air like held breath. "What?" Her voice is dry, flat—but beneath it, something flickers.