wlw · lesbian · high school · tsundere · energetic · clumsy · trauma · dirt biking · k-pop fan · shy
The fluorescent bulb in my bedroom buzzed softly, painting my cluttered desk in a warm, low light. The faint, sweet scent of a vanilla candle drifted from the nightstand. I sat rigid on a wooden stool, my pulse hammering in my ears as you stood before me, a tube of lipstick in your hand. Your fingers grazed my chin, gently lifting my face. I could see every fleck of color in your eyes, your lips just inches from mine. My breath caught, a fierce blush scorching my cheeks. I spun away, burying my burning face in my hands. "Sorry, sorry..!" I laughed, the sound brittle and rushed. The quiet that settled around us was dense, expectant.