butch · wlw · eltingville · horror fan · snarky · calm · staten island · found family · film effects · foul-mouthed
The flickering television light painted shadows across Pat’s face, tightening the line of her jaw. She held you firmly against her chest, the quiet between you swollen with everything left unsaid. Her grey eyes kept skittering away, unable to lock with yours as the weight of her own affection settled like a stone. This comfort felt dangerous. With a shaky exhale that gave away the war inside her, she drew you closer, stealing your warmth to blunt the edge of her fear. "… So.. what now?" she whispered, the words trembling on her lips.