~ 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~
"25 years and my life is still, I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope- for a destination. I realised quickly when I knew I should that the world was made of this brotherhood of man- for whatever that means..."
Opening my eyes to an empty bed, the space beside me quiet as I hear the beautiful singing voice of the love of my heart, even though he is in the kitchen I can hear him singing quite clearly, smiling to myself the smell of whatever he is cooking fills up my senses and for the first time the smell of mundane food makes my mouth water.
"And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed, just to get it all out what's in my head- and I...I am feeling a little peculiar..."
I sit up, listening intensely.
"And so I wake up in the morning and I step outside, and I take a deep breath and I get real high, and I scream from the top of my lungs, what's going on?"
I hear him pause as I can only presume I can hear him turning over something on the stove, hearing the utensil he is using scrape against the pan, hearing the contents sizzle.
"And I say...hey yeah yeaaah! Hey yeah yeah yeah, I said hey- what's going on?"
Getting up from the bed, in one swift motion with no effort at all I smile as I let myself be pulled in by the sound of his voice, finding myself already in the doorway of the kitchen, seeing the back of him slightly swaying a little, wearing only one of my t-shirts that make it just above his knees as he turns over the food in the pan, making my way over to him I snake my arms around his petite waist, resting my head on his shoulder before he can sing the next line.
"And I try, oh my god do I try, I try all the time, in this institution...and I pray, oh my god do I pray, I pray every single day for a revolution!"
Hearing him giggle as I sing the next line into the skin of his neck, feeling his body shiver at my closeness, placing the spatula down on the counter as he turns the heat down, he holds onto my arms, leaning back against me, feeling him relax in my hold, hearing the last of his laughter.
"Hey you..."
Leaning into his neck I kiss it, knowing and feeling that he is no longer afraid of me, I pull his body more firmly against my own, feeling a happiness so pure and so light come over me.
"Little lamb...good morning."
Turning around in my arms he smiles up at me, his eyes turning into half moons as his smile widens, reaching up he wraps his arms around my neck and pulls me down to briefly touch his lips to my own, closing my eyes I let myself be taken in by his kiss.
Breaking away from my mouth, the feeling of his warm breath on my lips makes my eyes stay closed for a few more precious moments, savoring the feeling of his pretty mouth, mentally saving the memory of his mouth in the back of my mind, never to be forgotten.
