𝘼 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚

He was shocked not only by how ice cold her touch was, but by her doing something as intimate as taking his hand. Out of anything she could do to him, that would be the last he would think of. But he didn’t pull away. He looked down at her hand, smiling softly. He moved his other hand to rub her knuckles gently, nodding. “You don’t have to thank me. It’s the truth. I like your company.”

Harper had always been cursed with cold skin. It was almost as if her blood was ice, which she was certain was the case. Due to it, no one ever really found comfort in holding her. You’d think that her skin would match her fiery and warm hair, but it was just opposite. Staring down at their hands, the redhead couldn’t help but feel tears well in her eyes. It was all so overwhelming, but so good at the same time. He wasn’t afraid of her or hated her. Finally looking up, a single tear streamed down her pale cheek. “I might not have to, but I want to. Thank you for staying.”

As she started to explain, his eyes softened. He wasn’t expecting that answer from her. He smiled a bit, sincere. He enjoyed her company, even if she can be a brute at times. She was honest; he liked that. “Well, I am glad you did. I wanted to see you too. I like being around you.” He said, looking down at his mug

The sight of his eyes softening warmed Harper. She was so used to everyone looking at her with fear or hatred. No one had ever looked her like that before. A warm smile spreads across her face as her hand slowly reached out to touch his. She was hoping he wouldn’t pull away. Her hands weren’t ideal to hold. They were cold, ice cold. “I’m happy to hear that. Thank you.”

“I won’t. Trust me. I don’t want you to rip my throat out or something like that.” He sat back into the seat, resting his chin in his palm. “Especially when you’re starting to finally start showing some emotion other than hate towards me.” He laughed, shrugging. “So, what is your reason for calling me here? I didn’t take you for someone who would just call anyone to you for no reason.”

There was a shrug in her shoulders as she averted her eyes to look around. Honestly, there had been no particular reason for their visit. Harper had just found someone that she enjoyed being around and who didn’t seem to leave at the first signs of her chaotic self. “I...” She tilted her head to the side, thinking of what to say, “Just wanted to see you. I just wanted to see you.” She settles on saying.

He smiled at her as she say across from her, raising his brow. “Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. I won’t tell anyone you have a heart.” He laughed, taking a sip of his coffee

The two were sat in her favorite coffee shirt, in the little private room that she had contracted just for herself. It was decorated in red and black hues, everything that matched the young woman. “You better not, I don’t want to regret my decision.” She says bluntly.

“Well,” The redhead glances over at him, “You were at the beginning and I couldn’t wait to get rid of you, but I guess things changed.” Harper’s voice grew quiet as she confessed. She was never good at being vulnerable, and this was the best that she could do.