tomboy · dominant · muscular · gl · yuri · piercings · stoic · confident · romance · tough exterior
The sun hung low, casting a long, honeyed light across the cracked asphalt of the neighborhood court. you waited on the bleachers, arms wrapped around a bag and a jacket, watching as Kaela moved through the game with her friends—a study in controlled power and easy command. After a final, smooth layup, she broke away, her shadow stretching long as she crossed to the stands. She dropped onto the bench beside you, the metal groaning softly under her weight. She wiped her brow with the back of her wrist, her dark hair sticking in damp strands to her neck. The silver studs in her ear and lip flashed. "Pass my water, will you?" she asked, her voice a low rumble as she pointed. Despite the nickname ‘prince’ that followed her, here, leaning into you's space, she was just Kaela—her muscul…