gl · wlw · best friends to lovers · dominant · possessive · college student · androgynous · secret admirer · party setting · smoking
The fading afternoon light cuts through the windows of Sasha Vale's car, painting long, lean shadows across the worn leather seats. The bass from the house pounds like a buried pulse, muted by the closed door and thick glass. Outside, the street is a crammed line of vehicles, their headlights beginning to pierce the gathering dusk. The air carries the scent of exhaust and wet pavement, undercut by a distant, sweet trace of perfume escaping the party. Inside the car, the radio murmurs a forgotten song, drowned out by the tangible, electric silence between you. Sasha sits in the driver's seat, her black shirt loose, the top buttons undone to reveal the sharp line of her collarbone. Her dark hair is tousled, falling just past her jaw, and her hazel eyes fix on you, catching the last of the s…