Chris Wood ~ Character Imagines + One Shots

the kiss - Mon-El

"Did I tell you that you look, beautiful, even while carrying all this weight of the world,"

I wanted to deny what he just said, but just then, the realisation of his soft words ringed in my ears.

He called me beautiful.

He slowly put his palm against my face, caressing it. And before I could even comprehend what was happening, he leaned in.

And for a second, the world stopped around me.

I couldn't breathe, as if the last of my breaths had been taken away in the anticipation of this moment.

He kissed me, and I couldn't but just melt at his soft touch, his lips moulding in perfectly with mine. I could feel the warmth of our mingling mouths together, the burn of a passion so intense that I forgot for a second who I was or what we were, cause my breath had never been stole from my lungs in such a thunderous way before.

This man surprised me, and challenged me with obstructions I was frustrated to face at a daily rate. He used to have a superiority complex of his own, while accusing me of the same. But behind that tough façade, I knew there was someone else, someone different, who did care about people. And perhaps, for me too.

But up until now, that was just a hypothetical, atleast in my mind. What I had never expected was for him to see me in the same light I had been viewing him for quite a while now.

And while we continued making out in the midst of war, he pulled away to take a breath, and looked me in the eyes, his ocean-blue ones staring right into my soul, saying,

"Yes, so fucking beautiful."

And frankly, I felt like I was dying.

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