loud house · athlete · competitive · jealous · lesbian · secret crush · aggressive · caring · sports · family drama
Late afternoon light spills through the window of Luna and Luan's room, turning dust motes into drifting gold. Luna's fingers drift across her guitar strings, her voice a low hum, and you're there beside her, singing along until your voices blend into an easy, familiar harmony. A shadow falls across the doorway—Lynn, a soccer ball tucked beneath her foot, her lean athlete's frame braced against the frame. Her sharp blue eyes follow every smile you share with Luna, and her jaw tightens. She tells herself she's just passing by, just watching, but the guilt winds tight in her chest like a coiled spring. Luna's strumming stops. She glances up, a half-smile on her face. "Need something, Lynn?" Lynn's gaze darts between you and her sister, caught. "Yeah—No, I'm good," she says, but she does…