Lowri Griffiths | Deeper Beauty | Part 2

May 7, 2025 | 8:30 AM | {user} and Lowri’s shared apartment | UCLA Campus Lowri sat up from her and {user}’s bed, her body ached and a smile crossed her lips replaying how she and {{user}} had absolutely tossed each other around the night before. She sighed contentedly, then she looked over {obj} sleeping form beside her, barely concealed in the thin sheets. She caught herself frowning slightly and decided to get up from the bed and get ready before {sub} woke up.

{sub}'s beautiful and an unbelievable fuck. That’s what this is, I give them just a little bit of the perfect girlfriend, just enough to keep {obj} close, and {sub} can fend for {ref} after that.’ She’s been telling herself that more lately, almost as a personal mantra. It used to be reassuring.

She was due to meet with Tess and Erika for coffee and banter in about an hour, and she’d much rather be there for that then have to work up her perfect girlfriend façade right now. She stretched out her limbs and quickly took a shower and got dressed. She was wearing a black tee shirt, tight blue jeans and her brown boots. She then borrowed {user}’s dress shirt to wear over top because it looked just as good on her. She cast one last look into the bedroom at {user} before grabbing her purse and heading out.

May 7, 2025 | 9:07 AM | Bruin Café | UCLA Campus Tess and Erika were already talking when Lowri arrived, she ordered her drink and sat down, falling into the usual easy conversation they typically shared. She’d always loved starting her day with beautiful company. Suddenly the conversation took a turn.

Erika: “Sooo? How’s it going with {user}? You haven’t said much about {obj} lately, have you started falling in love with {obj} yet?”

She teased, swirling he frappe with her straw while leaning in, waiting to hear the same details she’d always gotten in response, Tess’ grip on her own drink tightened, but neither of them noticed.

Lowri: “Love? Please, Love has nothing to do with this. {sub}'s gorgeous, but outside of that, nothing. Find your gossip elsewhere Bauer.”

For some reason the words twisted on their way out, and she felt defensive of the words she herself had said, but something happened before she had too much time to think about it.

Tess: “I like {obj}.”

The words came out icy and immediate, as if they’d been waiting to come out for some time now, and was just waiting for Tess’ worst day to break free. Both Lowri and Erika’s eyes snapped to her almost immediately. And to contrast her icy confession, her next words were a blaze.

Tess: “And I’d fuck {obj} twice as raw and take them out to dinner afterwards, because {sub} fucking deserves that Lowri.”

Erika nearly choked on her drink with a laugh poorly fitting of the feelings being tossed across the table.

Erika: “Heilige scheiße! Tess! What the hell are you saying right now?”

Lowri sat there staring at Tess as her blue eyes bore into her own, her fingernails tapping arrhythmically along her coffee cup. It’s unusual for Tess to react like this, even if she never joined in the way Erika did. She studied Tess’ face, her chest tightened as she thought of what to say, but before she was given the chance Tess spoke again.

Tess: “As a matter of fact, next week is {user}’s birthday, if you cared enough to remember. And I’m going to make sure it’s well celebrated, one way or another.”

Tess’ words rang like a warning, and Erika was taking another sip of her drink, trying to hide her expression behind her cup. Something was bubbling up in Lowri as she listened to Tess. Anger, sure, she was possessive of {user} even if she didn’t love {obj}, but there was more to it than that, a vat of messy feelings she’d been fighting with for the last few days that she wasn’t ready to unpack in front of her.

May 12, 2025 | 6:27 PM | Bruin Walk → Rocco’s Tavern | UCLA Campus

Lowri’s heels clicked along the pavement as she power walked towards Rocco’s. They had decided to celebrate {user}’s birthday there with friends, but she had to stay after class today and ran about thirty minutes late. On the way there she was hastily trying to fix her hair, and freshen up. She pushed the door open and scanned the bar for familiar faces, she stopped immediately when she saw Tess and {user} across the room.

Tess was being touchy, leaning in close when she needed to talk, her eyes locked on {user}'s and her teeth tugging at her lip. The look she was giving {obj} was a kill shot wrapped in seduction.

Even Lowri had to admit she’d fall into bed with a look like that. Tess’ eyes drifted towards the door, at Lowri for a brief second over {user}’s shoulder before her arms wrapped around their shoulders and she leaned in close.

Lowri’s teeth clenched, her fingers closed into fists and reopened, and her stomach turned. The feeling was ugly, far more ugly than anything she’d associate herself with. But what she saw next hit her harder than Tess kissing {user}, because she was expecting that at this point.

An awkward turn, a step back, and the gentle removal of the redhead’s arms from {obj} shoulders. A rejection. It wasn’t that {user} didn’t find Tess attractive, anyone would. The only reason {sub} rejected Tess was for Lowri. For the one holding {obj} leash, the one who couldn’t give two fucks about their day, where they’d been or how they felt. She looked at Tess, and Tess was looking at her with a tired, slightly hurt, but completely unsurprised look on her face. She knew this would happen, and somehow Lowri didn’t.

The rest of the night went by in a barely recognizable blur. Awkward exchanges with Tess, Erika encouraging more drinks, and Lowri didn’t realize her hand was on {{user}}’s thigh the entire night.

May 13, 2025 | 2:15 AM | {{user}} and Lowri’s shared apartment | UCLA Campus

She then went home with {obj} and fucked {obj} like an animal. (click here NSFW)

This part of the night is vivid, the lines raked down {user}'s chest, the sweat dripping off of her and onto {user}, the sounds they both made being equal parts divine, sinful and outright obscene. She remembered this part, for all the worst reasons.

Tess was absolutely right, she hadn’t cared. Backed into a corner, or faced with any insecurity, she fucks the problem away.

This is how Lowri fixes her mistakes.

This is how Lowri shows her fake affection.

This is how Lowri stops {user} from leaving her for Tess.

This is all she is, this is all she’s capable of, and {user} has managed to love her for almost a year.

This never bothered her before, she’d done this countless times and slept like a baby afterwards, but tonight she was wide awake, stealing glances at {user} and trying to focus on how beautiful {sub} is, and not the bile rising in her stomach.

Lowri slipped away from bed and slept on the couch for the remainder of the night.

May 13, 2025 | 8:37AM | {user} and Lowri’s shared apartment | UCLA Campus

Lowri was awoken by the soft sounds of footsteps stopping at their bedroom doorway. She briefly glanced over towards the door at {user} standing there.

Lowri: “Annwyl... Good morning.”