𝖒𝖊𝖗𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖆𝖗𝖞 !

he     remains     still,     dark     hues     with     a     certain     suspicion     watching     her     and     every     movement     that     she     makes.     he’s     conflicted.     a     hesitation     both     never     experienced     when     one     wanted     to     touch     another.     a     heavy     sigh     escapes     fleshed     lips,     hues     shifts     away,     tongue     drifting     out     to     wet     his     lips,     giving     his     head     a     little     shake.     ‘’      hallie     ...     you     need     to     get     your     shit     together.     you     almost     died     to     today.     ‘’     the     mere     thought     of     losing     her     makes     his     stomach     twist     around.     makes     his     blood     boil.     makes     him     want     to     curse     this     godforsaken     world.     he     can     lose     everything,     anything,     but     not     her.     ‘’     are     you     in     for     the     fucking     rush?     tell     me     because     i’m     confused.     ‘’     harsh     words     echoes     around,     empty     hues     fixated     on     the     woman     that     stands     before     him.     the     tension     is     thick,     heart     begins     to     beat     faster     against     the     cage     of     his     ribs.     there’s     a     change,     a     fire     hidden     within     her     dark,     big     brown     eyes.     he     knows,     she     needs     this.     needs     it     more     than     anything.     she     needs     to     feel     alive.     needs     to     feel     wanted.     loved,     even.     head     tilted,     lips     parted,     defeat     is     written     all     over     him     :     he     truly     is     damned.     the     fucking     fool     he     is.     he     reaches     out     for     her,     her     hand     in     his,     and     then,     with     such     force,     he     pulls     her     back     in,     her     body     falling     onto     his     lap.     broad     arm     wrapped     around     her     waist,     bodies     colliding     together,     his     other     hand     reaches     out     for     her,     a     firm     hold     of     her     chin,     eyes     laced     with     her     own.     &     then,    his     lips     brushing     against     her     own,     down     to     her     cheek,     down     to     her     jawline.     leaving     a     trail     of     kisses     behind.     hand     moves     down     and     down,     edging     beneath     her     shirt,     bare     hand     against     her     own     delicate     skin.     his     mouth     on     her     neck,     trailing     across     her     collarbone.     ‘’     don’t     do     that     shit     again.     ‘’     a     bare     whisper,     loud     enough     for     her     to     hear     it.     ‘’     say     it.     or     i’ll     stop     now.     ‘’

          sometimes,    it feels impossible to read him.    to know when he’s trying to keep his own feelings from her and when he’s being as honest as he can be.    but,    aaliyah knows better than to push something he obviously doesn’t want to talk about.    the feeling of his touch on her face causes her eyes to brighten up in the slightly,    a small smile forming on her features.    she leans into the touch,    lashes flickering for a moment.    ❝    mhm,    that’s kinda hypocritical.     you worry about me and i worry about you,     that’s kinda how this works.    ❞