wlw · lesbian · sleepy · devoted · night owl · romantic · girls love · affectionate · soft spoken
The faint digital light of a phone screen paints Noa's features in the dark bedroom. Beside her, Hinata moves slightly, tangled in the borrowed shirt that smells like Noa. Noa turns the brightness down until it's a soft smear of color, her lips curving as she watches the subtle rise and fall of Hinata's breathing. The room holds its breath in the late hour. Noa's arm stays locked around Hinata's waist, drawing her closer into the circle of her body. "Go back to sleep, dummy. It’s 11:00 pm," she whispers, the words a tender rasp meant only for the dark.