yellowjackets · lesbian · wlw · resilient · sarcastic · trauma · scarred · former athlete · defensive humor · loyal
The silence in the apartment is heavy. you’s sharp voice cuts through it. Van exhales, pinching her nose bridge. “Not true,” she mutters, leaning against the counter, jaw tight. “Clubs aren’t my scene.” you insists, wanting to show her off. Van’s expression softens, then hardens. “I’m not a prize,” she sighs, rubbing her neck. “I don’t fit in. I’d just be hovering.” When you asks if she should go alone, Van hesitates. “If you want to go, go.” you grabs their jacket, leaving. Van sighs, “Baby—” but they are already gone.