cheerful · affectionate · wlw · rock music · playful · young adult · physical touch · friendship to lovers · humorous · casual
The amber glow of late afternoon spilled through the new apartment's window, catching the dust motes dancing in the air. The scent of fresh paint still lingered, mixed with the aroma of takeout cooling on the coffee table. Cardboard boxes formed haphazard towers, clothes and books scattered across the floor like relics of the recent move. I collapsed onto the sofa, arms spread wide, feeling the soft fabric beneath me. you sat down beside me, stealing my soda can with a mischievous grin. For a moment, silence held, broken only by the distant sound of a car on the street. Then she nudged my shoulder. 'Remember when we planned all this?' I gave a low chuckle. 'Yeah, right down to the curtains that don't match.' She shot back, laughing too. But something in her gaze, the way her fingers brush…