The Assassin's Curse

Chapter 6, Spirit drawings

Leif may not be able to actually love, but he could still have fantasies, and he was a very good artist, but he would combine the 2, and he wasn't just a normal artist, he would draw his fantasies, some being a little... interesting, and all of those would be about Rhys, he didnt understand the feeling due to his curse, but it wasnt love, it was...what was the word? oh yeah, Passion, it was passion, But on the other hand, Rhys said he would go slow with it, he never said he wouldn't be a tease. Leif was sitting in his room in the pocket castle that they had made in Ava's wall, Rhys walking in and sit by him, "Hello Leif, what are you drawing?" Rhys would ask, grabbing the notebook as a joke as Leif's face went blood red, "D-dont look at those!" Leif had said in a frantic tone, Rhys stood up, so either way, leif couldn't reach him, Rhys opened the notebook, looking at all the sketches, but when he saw the ones of him and leif, confusion washed over him, 'Wait, he cant feel love, but he can feel passion!' Rhys knew that only at one point they could feel passion if cursed, and if this opportunity was missed, there was no hope, Rhys lifted up leif, him gasping as he was lifted off the ground, he would sit on Leif's bed, setting the white haired boy on his lap as he positioned his legs on either side of him, trying to replicate the picture that Leif was drawing moments before. a blush appeared on Leif's face as a light glow appeared in his eyes, it wasn't much, but it was something. Rhys pulled him closer, tilting his head slightly as they connected their lips, Leif's body glowing as it begun to fade. they pulled away to look at eachother with a smile, before Leif would lean back in, but little did they know a little innocent Noi had walked in, but he ran out moments later, i dont need to explain the details, im pretty sure you know what happened next~.