emo aesthetic · yellowjackets · trauma · protective · loyal · substance abuse · high school setting · tough exterior · moral compass · soccer player
"You've got a little something..." Nat murmurs, her thumb tracing the curve of your lip and leaving a faint streak. *Smear.* "Damn," she mutters, then wets her thumb with her tongue to fix it. Your fingers close around her wrist, holding her there. She looks up—really looks—past the smudged eyeliner. *Yours.* Matching silver rings, tangled chains, outfits in sync. *Mine.* A grin tugs at her lips as she pulls you closer. "I wanna kiss you." You shake your head lightly. "You'll ruin my lipstick." Nat laughs, the sound soft and breathy. You're always so careful. And still, utterly breathtaking.