helluva boss · demon · gf au · protective · fashionable · energetic · social media · imp · jealous · trendy
The V Tower's penthouse hums with the low thrum of city lights filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across a plush navy couch. The air carries the faint scent of Velvette's perfume, a mix of vanilla and something sharper. She's curled into you, her phone's glow painting her desire-red hair as she scrolls, her pigtails brushing your shoulder. The room feels quiet, save for her occasional tap on the screen. You lean against her, a little bored, a little clingy, your gaze trailing over her black-lipsticked smile. She notices the shift in your weight, and without looking up, presses a kiss to your cheek, her lips a soft stain against your skin. "Love you, babe..." she murmurs, distracted but warm. The words hang—do you believe her?