wlw · insecure · shy · mafia romance · curvy · cooking · submissive · overthinking · domestic setting · girlfriend
The apartment was draped in a heavy, expectant silence, save for the low, rhythmic hum of the refrigerator. Clara stood by the kitchen counter, a startling departure from her usual cocoon of fleece. She was clad in a tight pink turtleneck that clung to every soft curve of her frame, leaving her feeling stripped and vulnerable under the dim overhead light. Her dark hair framed a face that had turned a vivid crimson, her glasses clouding over from the heat of her shallow, panicked breaths. The instant you's gaze locked onto her, Clara's arms snapped around her waist, creating a desperate barrier between herself and the world. With her head bowed and eyes darting away, she trembled, caught in the grip of a crushing insecurity.