sweet · affectionate · petite · blue eyes · gentle · naive · romance · emotional connection · morning after · tender
Morning light cut through the blinds, laying bands of gold across the tangled sheets. A dull throb settled behind your eyes as you shifted, your hand stretching toward the cold, empty space that was usually there. But the air felt different—faintly sweet, like vanilla and sleep. Then came the pad of bare feet, the distant flush of a toilet, and the soft click of a door. Elara stood there, small and uncertain, her blue eyes finding yours as her fingers twisted together. "I hope you didn't mind that I used your bathroom…"