I Love You

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"I love you."

You detach your head from Angelina's chest but her heart still beats in your ear. You look straight into her eyes, an ineffable feeling in yours, and somehow it seems like the same feeling is somewhere in hers too. She doesn't blink once in what feels like centuries and suddenly you're scared of what's next. You heart is pounding way too hard in your chest and each beat makes your nervousness grow. You wish you could go back in time and erase these last few seconds so that everything could go back to normal. But it's done. And her eyes are more unreadable than they have ever been before. The long lashes cover the light blue of the iris and all you seem to see is shadow. If only your heart could go back to its death state, you'd rather be rolled up in your sheets again, wishing not to exist than to face her now.

Her hand flies to your face and you'd almost expect her to slap it, scared of anything she could do, but she softly brushes your cheek, her slender fingers lingering on your asian skin. She lowers her hand to take yours and wrap it between both of hers, tightening your grip so as to know you won't get to run away. A glimpse of warmness flashes in her eyes and however fast it was, it made your heart race even faster, only this time it stopped hurting. The edges of her lips slightly curve and her beautiful face doesn't seem so unreadable anymore, a poised and content feeling written all over it. Her smile increases as she lets go of your hand and wrap her arms around you, drawing you in for a hug.

She holds you close, so close, her whole body enveloping yours, no you can feel every single bump on her body, every perfect curve and every single movement. Then again you wish you could freeze this moment forever. You'd want to make these few minutes your whole life. You past, your present and you future. You'd want to forget everything, anything just to keep this moment in your memory, on the top of the shelf, as a trophy, as a treasure. You don't ever want to let go of these arms, and this warm body pressed against yours. You'd want to feel her next to you, close and touching you everyday if your life, never letting go of her as if she was a physical part of you. Because she is a part of you. You know if she ever left you'd find yourself empty, a piece of you missing, shattering the rest of the structure, breaking you. If you have never attached the word addiction to all the drugs you've consumed over the years, love is something you could link it to. Love is your addiction. Angelina is your addiction. And as one you're waiting for it to take instead of giving, cutting short the euphoria, making space for the suffering. But how could this soft and love-filled body ever mean suffering ?

You feel tears streaming again and a few drops fall on Angelina's bare skin. She undoes the embrace slightly, just enough to get a look at you. Her smile saddens for a second but she tries not to let you notice and change her expression to a warm and understanding one. She completely breaks the hug and place her hands on both sides of your face, softly, as if she was scared to break you like a fragile porcelain doll. She looks right into your eyes with a barely shaking smile, and you know what she wants to do. In her ocean gaze lies all the love she could find in her body and she's giving it to you, without restraint, fearless, opening herself in a way she never has before, in a much more special way, an unspeakable one. She gently wipes your tears with the tip of her thumb, licking the salty liquid off her finger, still gazing at you with the same intensity and intention. Only this makes your tears keep on rolling down your cheeks and she doesn't stop, caring for you like nobody knows how to but her.

She sweetly caresses your temple, getting the slightly wet hair strands off your face, savoring each second she gets to touch your skin. The way she touches you, almost pets you, it makes you feel helpless, a simple toy she could break and throw away anytime. You hate how bristle and vulnerable you are in this moment, yet you wouldn't dare moving an inch. Because she doesn't treat you like any toy, but like this sensitive doll, she cherishes you, you can read it in her eyes now, and you know she wants you to. She acts with a gentleness you're not quite sure to deserve. But again what could you say ?

She brushes your trembling bottom lip with the tip of her finger, breaking the stare, tilting her head on the side as her smile increases. Slowly, making every second count, her beautifully full lips approach yours, just slightly parted, and after what feels like hours, they land on your mouth, soft and moist, just lightly touching you, like a breath of fresh air. It's not a yearning kiss, more like the kind that makes you understand that they are here, they are staying and they care. All in contrast with the lightness of the kiss, it's meaning is deep and beautiful.

Angelina softly leans her forehead against yours, her eyes closed and her lips barely showing any trace of a smile. Silence. You can hear her regular breathing, and you could swear you can hear her heartbeat, coming from far away however close she may be to you in this instant. She lifts her gaze to meet yours and almost immediately your tears stop falling, like pausing to leave some space for something more important. Her fingers softly brush your hair on the side, caressing the skin underneath, you can feel her warmth all over you. Her eyes are bright but her voice even more so.

"I love you too."

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YAY there you go guys we're on top of the world, they just said ily to each other hehehehe
which also means there's prolly some downfall coming but yk better not think ab it meeeeeh
also if you guys know some good marvel ffs or some in a texting form pls lemme know i'm a mcu how these days
k lemme know if you liked my shit hehe
-lou~

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