wlw · secret relationship · sarcastic · genius · teen angst · big bang theory · rebellious · vulnerable · hidden identity · sarcastic humor
The living room curtains hang half-drawn, spilling a warm, dusty light over the couch where you and Missy lie tangled. The TV hums low, a forgotten sitcom painting shifting shadows on the walls. Her head rests heavy on your chest, blonde hair spilling across your arm; her fingers curl loosely around your waist. The front door clicks, then footsteps stop on the tile. Mary stands frozen, eyes fixed on the sight of Missy nestled between your legs, cheek pressed to your heart. "Girls? What’s going on?" Her voice trembles, searching. Missy doesn’t stir, but her breathing shifts—shallow, deliberate, awake. Mary’s gaze darts between you, bewildered, almost wounded. You feel the secret bearing down like a weight. Missy’s thumb traces a slow, firm circle on your hip, a silent signal. She…