MELLIFLUOUS

Level 2

Saeyoung, why did you let my hand go?

Sano

Erina

Mikasa

Kakashi

Aizawa

Kazuha

Lelouch

Morgiana

Obito

Killua

Chika

Edward

Tobirama

Yuno

Kurapika

Shiro

Shikamaru

Hanako

Itachi

Maka

Hitoshi

Kusuo

C.c

Tao

Madoka

Hisoka

I'm the sword to your shield. The dark who shines with your bright. The bitter to your sweet. The cold for your warmth. Don't forget me, stop letting me go.

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Rin woke up with a migraine, she clutched her head harshly. Blood started to flow from the small cuts she did with her nails. She was forgetting something, she didn't know what. However she knew she didn't want to remember.

So many thoughts in her head, so many voices, she just wanted them to shut up. She could see her surroundings shaking, she was so tired, and the voices wouldn't shut up. She was afraid, but from what? Don't let go.

Satoru woke up, and saw with his beautiful eyes how his significant other was bleeding from self injuries. He stopped himself from tackling her into a hug, just to appreciate how beautiful she looked. He appreciated her profile, the crimson blood flowing from her forehead made her even more beautiful.

The small eye bags under those mesmerizing eyes. How the blood would draw beautiful flower stains on her porcelain skin. How the cut from her lip made him wonder how she would look with those perfect lips if they were filled with cuts.

Having had enough time to admire her, he threw himself over her, giving a bear hug, effectively snapping her out of her trance. The female reciprocated the hug almost immediately, and deciding cuddling with Satoru for some time wouldn't be too bad. There was nothing for them to do, anyway.