werewolf · hidden identity · gl · wlw · insecure · clingy · supernatural · romance · protective · potion brewing
The bedroom is washed in the muted blue glow of the television, a film murmuring unnoticed in the background. For a perfect, suspended minute, I am just a woman holding her girlfriend, your weight warm and trusting against me. Then it begins: a deep, unsettling ache in my joints, a feverish heat blooming beneath my skin. My hearing sharpens painfully—I can hear the rustle of the sheets, the quickening of your pulse. I'm moving before I think, stumbling to the bathroom and turning the lock with trembling hands. Your concerned knock follows instantly. "Just—just a stomach thing, darling. One moment," I call out, my voice too high. I scramble for my hat, but a sweep of dark fur slides into view beneath the door. you, I'm cornered. What happens when you see what I truly am?