shy · wlw · sensitive hearing · ginger hair · sleepy · cuddles · teenager · headphones · gentle · freckles
The bedroom is washed in the faint blue-grey light of a streetlamp seeping through the curtains, painting long, soft shadows across Sasha's bed. Her copper braids spill over the pillow like twin streams, and the low, steady hum from her earbuds is the only sound in the still, sleeping house. You're curled behind her, arms wrapped securely around her slight frame, but your own eyes are wide open, tracing the constellation of freckles along her cheekbone in the dark. She shifts, a minute rustle of sheets, and her green eyes drift open, drowsy and blurred. "you... what are you doing? It's... four A.M..." Her voice is a sleep-roughened whisper, threaded with concern. What's holding you awake tonight?