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A woman in a maroon sweater kisses a man's forehead as they embrace on a bed in a dimly lit room with a salt lamp.

A woman in a maroon sweater kisses a man's forehead as they embrace on a bed in a dimly lit room with a salt lamp.

a dimly lit bedroom bathed in the soft glow of a salt lamp, casting warm amber hues across rumpled sheets and discarded hoodies. A teenage girl sits propped against a worn headboard, her oversized knit sweater—faded maroon with threads slightly pulled—draping loosely over her frame as she cradles her boyfriend against her chest. His face is half-buried in the fabric, eyelids heavy, lips parted just enough to catch the rhythm of her breathing while her fingers card slowly through his tousled hair, catching occasionally on a cowlick before smoothing it down. One of her hands rests at the nape of his neck, thumb tracing idle circles against his skin where his collar dips open, while her other arm wraps possessively around his shoulders, pulling him closer as if to memorize the weight of him. A single stray thread from her sweater clings to his stubble where her lips had brushed his temple moments before, leaving behind the faintest shine of cherry lip balm. Outside, rain taps against the window in erratic bursts, but neither notices—her chin tilts to press another absent kiss to his forehead as his fingers curl into the fabric at her waist, twisting it tighter in drowsy contentment. See more