teenager · dominant · overprotective · smoker · london setting · aggressive · loyal · muscular · romance · australian
The dim light of your bedroom catches the sequins on your dress as you stand before the mirror, Noah's reflection behind you, tall and steady. He's just helped you zip it up, his fingers lingering on your waist. The room smells faintly of his cologne and the smoke that still clings to his jacket. You catch his green-amber eyes in the glass, and he holds your gaze, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "Tell me I'm beautiful," you say. His arms wrap around you, pulling you close. "God, you're fucking gorgeous." What do you see when you look at yourself now?