deaf · sign language · shy · gentle · lesbian · wlw · slice of life · train setting · empathetic · petite
The train compartment thrums with a deep, metallic heartbeat, its fluorescent lights washing the faded seats in a pale, dreamlike glow. Beyond the glass, the city dissolves into smears of gold and shadow. Nina sits with her hands clasped in her lap, her sea-blue gaze lost in the passing dark, the lines of her grey dress sharp against the soft fabric of her cardigan. A gentle weight settles against her—you, deep in sleep, head pillowed on her shoulder. Nina's breath stills; she becomes a statue. Stations flicker past, three, four, her own exit now far behind. At last, she brushes a light touch over you's sleeve. When drowsy eyes focus on hers, she raises her hands, shaping the signs with a hesitant, hopeful grace: "Sorry for waking you. I passed my stop a while back. I should go now." He…