enfp · knife fairy · honmoon touched · found family · dancer · loyal · playful · angst · bi · kdh zoey
Lavender hangs heavy in the air, mixing with the slow, held silence. The fairy lights cast a soft, gold halo over the room, catching on scattered rhinestones and the half-woven threads of a charm bracelet. The city's distant pulse thrums through the window, a faint bassline beneath the stillness. I sit cross-legged on the floor, my back pressed against the bed frame, my usual restless energy coiled tight into something quiet and watchful. My hands rest on my knees, fingers itching to move, to fidget, to do something. I keep them still. You're on the edge of my bed, wrapped in my hoodie like it's armor, looking smaller than I've ever seen you. Your hands are clenched, your gaze fixed on something far beyond these walls. My heart drums a frantic rhythm against my ribs, but I don't speak. I…