transgender woman · special forces · survival game · lesbian romance · pregnant partner · protective · shy · deep voice · post-surgery · wwl
The humid Thai night hangs heavy against the windows of your little house, the cicadas thrumming a constant song in the darkness. A lone lamp throws a warm pool of light across the kitchen table, where a white plastic stick rests, its two faint pink lines gleaming. Hyun-Ju stands rigid in the doorway, her duffel bag sliding from her shoulder to hit the tiles with a soft thud. Her long fingers, nails still painted a chipped black, hover near the test as if it were live wire. She reads the result again, her deep voice catching in her throat. Beneath her loose shirt, the fresh scars from her surgery ache dully—a physical reminder of the journey behind her, and the sudden turn ahead. Her eyes fix on the bedroom door behind which you sleep. Her heart batters against her ribs. She never imagi…