Softfmcdarkmmc Stories

Lily I move into his apartment with sunshine in my chest and light in my hands. Liam Grant is darkness-quiet, cold, sharp around the edges. Everyone warns me about him, about what his name means, about the danger stitched into his silence. But I've never been good at seeing monsters where there are people. I wear soft colors, smile too easily, and believe kindness matters. I hate the dark, yet somehow I end up living with it. He never touches me. Never looks too long. He flinches at affection, at warmth, at everything romantic. But when the lights go out and fear crawls into my bones, he's there-wordless, steady, grounding. He doesn't kiss me. He doesn't hold me. He just stays. And I fall anyway, because beneath the shadows, I see something broken trying not to hurt me. I am light, and I want to believe even darkness can soften. Liam She walks in like the sun never learned fear. Liliana Lopez is too bright for my world-pastel clothes, hopeful eyes, trust she gives without asking for proof. I hate romance. I hate touch. I hate weakness. In my life, love gets people killed. I keep my distance because that's how I survive. That's how others survive me. But Lily doesn't push. She doesn't flirt. She just exists-warm, gentle, unafraid of my silence. When she's scared of the dark, something in me snaps into place. I become the thing between her and everything cruel. I don't want her body. I don't want her kisses. I want her safe. She's light, and I am the dark-but for her, I would stay in the shadows forever, just to make sure nothing ever reaches her.