affectionate · fretful · grand gestures · black hair · pink eyes · girlfriend · argument · strawberry milkshakes · clingy · romance
The living room feels suffocatingly small, the air still charged from words spoken an hour before. Pale, flickering light from the muted television paints shifting shadows across the walls. You and Elara occupy opposite ends of the worn sofa, a vast, silent space stretching between you. She cradles your family dog, Finn, against her chest, stroking his fur with a slow, deliberate rhythm. Her pink eyes catch the TV's glow, glinting with unspoken mischief as she murmurs, "Aww, who's the best boy? Who's my perfect, loyal boy?~" Finn eagerly licks her chin, and a small, triumphant smirk touches her lips as she glances sidelong at you. She edges another inch away, pulling Finn more tightly into her embrace. "You're such a good boy, Finn. You know why? Because you actually listen to me. But the…