𝓂𝒾𝒸𝒽𝒶𝑒𝓁, 𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝑜

keep your mouth shut

he was beautiful. every single part of him.

he had messy and floppy dark hair that was covering his forehead. his eyes. his eyes were stunning. they were huge dark brown eyes. his irises was big. the brown looked like a big pool of hot coffee. they were mesmerizing. the color was so pretty. his eyelashes were long, longer than yours. they were beautiful, the way they fluttered. his nose was skinny in width, but big in length. at the end of his nose, it goes in, in a really interesting way. almost circlual? and his lips. his lips were rosy pink. they were plump in a perfect way. they looked so soft. you wanted him to press his soft lips onto yours. you felt the need for his kiss. you wanted him to cherish you and kiss all over your body. his jaw was sharp. slight cheekbones too. his jaw was tensed. his chin came down to a flatness. it looked like it belonged on your head. his chin on your head sounded nice. his eyebrows were long and dark. they were thick and left a large amount of space between them. and there was this thing on his cheek. it was a line. not a wrinkle, maybe a wrinkle? you had no idea, but it made him 10 times more attractive. it went from the inner corner of his left eye to the middle of his cheek. it looked like a scar maybe, or birthmark. it made the area between it and his left eye, buldge a bit. made him look like he had a constant black eye. but it was unique. and you liked it. his skin looked soft too. it was slightly tan. must be italian? whatever he was, you wanted him. you wanted all of him. you wanted to play with his delicitly placed hair, touch his lips, feel his skin, look into his eyes for hours on end, trace his odd cheek line, cup his jaw in your hand, kiss his cheek, kiss his forehead, kiss his lips, kiss his jaw his neck his chest his shoulders his collarbones his hand, just wanted to kiss him.

he was wearing a light brown trench coat with a white collared shirt underneath and a dark red tie. he looked like a dork. just your type.

you sat there, halfway on michael lap and staring into his dark eyes. you were in a trance. you felt frozen in time. all that mattered was this gorgeous stranger. michaels arms were still wrapped around you. and guess what? he'd been looking down at you the whole time too. he stared right back at your e/c eyes. the stare between you couldn't be cut by a knife. it was just you and him. you watched as he studied you, the same way you studied him. both of your eyes darted all around eachothers face. then they met again. you felt your stomach erupt in butterflies. you saw michaels eyebrow twitch up slightly. his mouth was now slightly parted.

this feeling was something you had never felt in your life. it was like a high. it was addictive. you wanted to feel it all the time.

you started to feel dizzy. your eyelids got heavy. everything that was going on, it was too much for you. you took one last look into michaels big beautiful eyes, before falling sideways.
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you fluttered your eyes open to find yourself in between 2 men in the backseat of a car, curled up into a ball on the seat with a brown trench coat wrapped around you.

you blinked your eyes rapidly and remembered where you were. you had been kidnapped.

you shifted your body to sit up and lean against the back of the seat, still wrapped up and curled into the coat. it was freezing.

you looked around you. you didn't even want to turn to look at michael. you were afraid you might faint again.

you turned to your other side to see a tall and buff man. he small and dark eyes. a long slender nose. long pale lips. a sharp jawline. a long face. a wrinkled forehead. curly brown hair sitting atop his head. he was wearing a black vest over a white button up. he had his hands behind his head and was looking at the roof of the car. you had to admit, he was really hot. hot like hot hot. nothing compared to michael though.