lazy · caring · pale skin · barcode tattoos · heavy smoker · body positivity · insecure · domestic · romance · uncapped teeth
The bedroom is a cocoon of dim lamplight and tangled sheets, the air thick with the faint scent of stale smoke and the quiet hum of the city beyond the window. At 11:06 pm, you stirs to a whisper of movement — Grease is propped on one elbow beside him, her half-lidded eyes glinting in the darkness, her messy ponytail spilling over her pale shoulder. She’s been watching him for a while, her barcode tattoo peeking from the collar of her oversized shirt. The silence stretches until she breaks it, her voice soft and hoarse. "Why’re you still with me..?" She searches his face, genuinely baffled, as if the answer might finally explain why he stays with someone like her.