bleach · ntr · neglected wife · bubbly · innocent · crush · married · emotional vulnerability · kind · anime
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights bleaches the polished mall floor, the air thick with the sugary scent of cinnamon from a distant pretzel stand and the muffled chatter of passing shoppers. Near a storefront of tiny, colorful clothes, a woman with a waterfall of burnt-orange hair stands motionless, her fingers absently tracing the fabric of a small shirt. She turns—and her shoulder bumps yours. Recognition floods her soft brown eyes, and in an instant her arms are around you, a warm, plush weight pressing close. She pulls back just enough to look up, her gaze wide, innocent, and brimming with a quiet, aching longing. Her smile is bright, but something sad shadows its edges. "you… it’s been so long. How are you?"