~ HIS ANGEL BOY SERIES, BOOK 1 ✔ ~
"Don't try to fool yourself into thinking you didn't feel anything, Leto."
"I don't have to fool myself as I don't feel anything for you."
"Don't lie, don't make me do something I might regret."
"I doubt a creature...
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~Cairo~
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Just saying there is a little bit of smut nearing the end of this chapter, so if you don't like it you can skip it if you want to, if you are down for the smut then stick around till the end 😁
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Something is up.
Waking up a few moments ago with Jay curled up on my chest, something in the atmosphere feels wrong, somehow I know it is something to do with Leto, I don't know how I know but I have always been able to feel when things have been wrong ever since I became part of the undead.
It has been three months since I last had a relapse, I never thought such happiness could enter my cold heart, the one I love had been at my side, I knew he was scared by seeing me the way I was but he has been the strongest he has ever been, I am proud.
Gazing down at his pretty little stunning face, he lays his warm cheek against my bare chest, my heart feels warm, I can't help but feel pride when I look at him, I know he has been through a lot of shit and I was so afraid of putting him through more pain, but seeing him so peaceful in his slumber, I feel it in my heart that he could be safe and sound with only me alone.
I know it sounds possessive and maybe a little controlling, but what I feel for him is so strong, it goes beyond anything I could ever dream of, I know without him I would simply fall to pieces, he has my heart- even if it doesn't beat, I know that he could give it life once more, seeing as it has only ever made signs of life in his presence.
Slowly reaching my hand towards his face, hesitating a little, my fingers at touching distance from his skin, I watch as his long eyelashes shift a little, moving my hand away I place it in his hair, stroking it gently away from his forehead, I can't help the smile from forming on my face.
Letting out a sigh I lean my head back against the headboard, continuing to stroke his hair I definitely feel as if something is wrong, I won't be able to figure it out until we meet with the others, for now I am satisfied enough by just watching him sleep.
After an hour or so I slowly feel his hand slightly move against my stomach, gazing down at him I see his eyelashes shift a few times and then slowly open, for a few moments he doesn't seem to know where he is, then blinking a few times he looks up at me.
As soon as he does I immediately smile at him, stroking my hand from his hair to stroke my fingers against his cheek, after a while of gazing at each other, he finally smiles, the sort of smile that makes me go all mushy inside.
Poking his nose I let out a chuckle as he turns his face away from me, trying to hide himself in my chest.
