HETEROCHROMIA

10

H/n's pov

These are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. I feel the beating of my heart accelerate when her gaze dares to cross mine. If we could fall in love with someone just by seeing his eyes, I think it would be my case, right now.

Her look, at first fearful, turns into something more timid, on the verge of worry. It is then that I realize that I have been staring at her insistently for a few seconds without saying anything.

I clear my throat without much discretion before regaining a little more capacity.

"Y/n why do you hide such beautiful eyes" I blow her. A hint of pain appears somewhere in my heart when I see her expression relieved. How many remarks did she make to fear people's opinions so much?

"Do you really find it beautiful?" It. She considers them only as one thing, while they're pure wonders.

"They're the most incredible eyes that I have been given to see y/n, so of course I find them beautiful". Her look then softens a little more, showing me that she believes me.

"I was always told that it was a defect. That's why I hide them", she whispers. How can someone seriously tell him that his eyes are only a defect? A mistake of nature.

A feeling of anger comes back in me when I hear her say these words. "I don't know who told you that, but never listen to them again".

My aggressive tone causes her to frown, but when she realizes the meaning of my sentence, her body relaxes again. "Okay" she whispers to me, letting out a smile.

It warms my heart, and at this moment, I promise to protect it at all costs.