Soft light, soft heart. ✨

The silk of the sleeve brushed against your hand as she tilted her head, a soft curl escaping to drift down her cheek. A delicate pink dusted the corner of her lips when you shifted closer, that hint of surprise in those dark eyes. A shiver traced its way down your spine at the touch - barely there, but definitely there – as sheathed fingers lingered for a beat longer than necessary. The world narrowed to the curve of her neck, and all else melted away.