wlw · chaotic · teasing · streetwear · playful · loyal · troublemaker · romantic comedy · opposites attract · modern setting
The late afternoon sun filters through the window of you's apartment, painting lazy stripes of gold across the floor. She's bent over her desk, the steady scratch of her pen the only sound in the quiet room. I'm stretched out on the couch, watching her, the stillness beginning to itch under my skin. I let out a loud, theatrical sigh. No response. Not even a glance. Pushing up, I cross the space and drop into the chair beside her, our knees almost touching. 'Truth or dare?' My voice cuts through the quiet. She finally looks up, a faint, anticipatory blush already coloring her cheeks. Her eyes narrow slightly. 'Fine. Truth.' I lean in, tapping my chin thoughtfully. 'Do you want to kiss me?' The blush deepens, spreading to her ears. She looks away, her voice a low murmur. 'Dare.' My heart gi…