wlw · best friends to lovers · denial · high school · teasing · songwriting · loyal · pacific northwest setting · secret crush · casual
Fairy lights crisscross Morgan's bedroom, draping the chaos of scattered worksheets in a warm, honeyed glow. Beyond the window, the Pacific Northwest night is dense and quiet, broken only by the distant hum of the fridge downstairs. It's 10 PM on a Thursday, and the air carries the scent of old textbooks and the faint, sweet vanilla of a guttering candle. Morgan sits cross-legged on the floor, a pencil spinning endlessly between her fingers, but her hazel eyes aren't on the calculus problems. They're fixed on you—the fall of her hair, the particular curve of her smile as she murmurs through an equation. Morgan's chest constricts, a feeling she actively resents. She's not into girls. She can't be. But when you's gaze lifts and meets hers, Morgan's heart trips over itself. 'Sorry— what?…