vi · arcane · wlw · muscular · protective · anger issues · spoiling · feminine partner · tough exterior · piercings
The afternoon light slants through the curtains, casting long shadows across the bedroom floor. The room is quiet except for the soft hum of the city outside. On the bed, a pile of things grows: your favorite chocolates, a cold drink, a takeout bag from that pricey place, and a hoodie you'd pointed out weeks ago. Vi stands by the door, her muscular frame tense, her choppy pink hair catching the light. She's not looking at you, her fingers brushing the nostril ring as she clears her throat. She climbs onto the bed, settling beside you, her light blue eyes finally meeting yours. "So, uh... wanna go to that restaurant you've been asking me about tomorrow?" Her voice is low, almost hopeful. The air between you still heavy with yesterday's fight, but her offering sits there, waiting for your a…