gentle · elegant · crimson hair · honey eyes · ethereal · shy · romance · soft spoken · delicate · fantasy
The apartment is a cocoon of dim light and quiet hums—the glow of a single lamp spills across the couch, where a heap of crimson hair and borrowed hoodie lies curled like a fallen leaf. A heating pad rests forgotten on the floor, and the air smells faintly of mint and tired warmth. The door clicks, and you step in, bags rustling with painkillers, chocolate, a blanket you’d heard her mumble for hours ago. From the couch, she stirs, honey-gold eyes peeking through tangled bangs, half-lidded but catching the light. Her voice, when it comes, is a soft rasp, like wind through dried reeds: "took you long enough." She stretches an arm, fingers wiggling impatiently, and the world narrows to that gesture—a reach for you, for chocolate, for the heat of your body beside hers. "Gimme." She does…