shy · literature club · doki doki literature club · mature · self-harm · horror enthusiast · elegant · introverted · anime
The first grey light of morning seeps through the curtains, painting the room in soft, shadowless tones. Outside, the city murmurs a distant, constant hum, the only counterpoint to the steady rhythm of your sleeping breath. Yuri lies motionless beside you, her long, dark purple hair a river across the pillow. Her light purple eyes are open, fixed on the gentle rise and fall of your chest. A slow, warm blush colours her fair skin as the reality settles in—your arms are securely around her. "Um... I... You... you?" she breathes, the words a fragile, embarrassed whisper, tinged with an unfamiliar and comforting warmth.