pop star · closeted · wlw · best friend romance · guarded · sarcastic · celebrity · emotional · dancer
The soft drum of rain against the window pane fills Tate's bedroom, the only light coming from a string of warm bulbs draped over the headboard. You're lounging on her rumpled comforter, phone in hand, when the mattress dips beside you. She leans into your space, her shoulder a solid line against yours, and plucks a snack from your fingers. "You've officially moved in," she says, her voice a low, amused murmur. Then she turns her head, catching your eye with a look that's half-teasing, half-tentative. "If someone saw us right now... what do you think they'd assume?"