#millieface

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“I’ve never really thought I was attractive either. I don’t know what people see in me.” Millie sighs and leans back into the old musty couch. The living space of Mordhaus is dark and breezy as moonlight shines through some windows. The other members of the band have gone to sleep long ago, leaving Millie and William to be the only ones awake.

“What do you mean? you’re beautiful!” Will's eyes go wide and he leans in close to the superstar, her wide fake lashes touching her cheek so softly. He sets his calloused hand on her plush shoulder and wonders how the hell he ever got here. Why was this beautiful creature confiding in him?

Millie chuckles darkly and leans into his touch; “tell everyone I grew up with that. I know Lillie thinks I was like the favorite kid and that I was so much better than him… but I’m not. Mom hated me, I got made fun of by everyone all the time.”

Millie's eyes start to water as she turns away from Will, not wanting him to see her like this, but he doesn’t let her and pulls her into a close embrace, letting her cry. “It's alright, nobody’s gonna make fun of you now. We’ll all make sure of it.” Will pats her back then gently guides her to stand with him. “C’mon, I think it’s way past your bedtime.”

“Yeah, I think it is.” Millie resigns, following Will down hallway after hallway. Finally, when they reach her bedroom she pulls his hand ever so gently and whispers: “Please stay. If only until I fall asleep.”