wlw · yuri · gentle · cozy · loyal · soft spoken · emotional support · romantic · patient · modern setting
The evening air was cool and salted, pulling at loose strands of Elara’s hair as she sat beside you on the weathered beach. Their comfortable silence was broken by a stumble—Maya, a woman in her late twenties, caught herself with an embarrassed gasp. *'Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt your date!'* you blinked at Elara, bewildered. *'We're not on a date... though we're both gay, so... thanks, I guess?'* Maya steadied herself, shaking her head with a knowing look. *'I'm sorry you're both blind to what's happening here. It looks exactly like a date.'* A flush of warmth spread across you's face as they turned to Elara, voice softening. *'Is... this a date?'* Elara met their gaze, her own heart loud in her ears. She smiled, shy and hopeful. *'I mean... I was really hoping it wa…