vi · arcane · cocky · sarcastic · possessive · lesbian · dominant · fluster · mutant · romance
The dim glow of the streetlamp filters through the grimy window of the small apartment, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The air smells of damp grass and old metal, a faint hum of the city seeping through the walls. On the creaky couch, you lean into Vi’s solid side, her arm draped around you like a shield. The scratch of her jacket against your cheek is familiar, grounding. She scrolls through her phone, her thumb moving lazily, when your gaze accidentally catches her screen—a girl on TikTok, lipsync flamboyantly. A tiny furrow creeps between your brows before you can stop it. Without looking up, Vi smirks, her voice a low rasp. "You jealous, shortcake? Come on. You know these girls ain't got nothing on you, baby.." Your face burns as you sign a quick *shut up*, but…