Sugar - Vessel / SleepToken ff

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I was sitting on the roof of some apartment block in Sweden

I had seen it when I was walking and thought it would be a perfect place to go and not get bothered

I was sitting up here, looking around, taking in the breezy cool air and beautiful view of Stockholm

The bright colours of the surroundings making calmness flood over me.

I felt at peace, like I could let all my worries go and I could drift off, taking a break from reality

A sit alone on the room for about an hour and a half before I felt somthing

I look beside me and a tall man was approaching me.

"May I?" He asked, and I nodded my head, completely at a loss for words

He sounded farmiliar, and looked farmiliar, like I should know him

But his face wasn't farmiliar.

I looked at him more closely as he sat next to me, he looked like a Greek God

His face was so handsome, with his sharp jawline, golden brown hair and ice blue eyes and gorgeous features that intertwined together, a perfect balance of each that created the perfect outcome.

I was so blown away that I zoned out, not realising I was staring AT him.

"Altight there, Sugar" thats when it clicked

I knew his tall, strong figure was farmiliar, and his dark, deep, comforting voice.

"Vessel...?" I ask, unsure but also confused

"Ha, you can call me Ty, if you want"

It would be an understatement of i were to say my jaw was on the floor. Because at this point I'm sure that this is Vessel and he just revealed his name, and face to me. The TWO things he kept to himself the most.

"It's okay, Jade, I know you can see me, and I wish you to know who I am, not the mask" his words made me fall into some sort of a Trance feeling, I was trapped in his gaze and his intoxicating smile made me want to melt in a puddle right there and then.

"Your so... pretty" what the acual fuck. I just called this handsome ass mother fucker pretty? Jade what's wrong with you.

He doesn't reply, he just stares at me, and I returned his gaze

Studying his face, my eyes rest on his lips

Their rosy colour making my heartbeart faster and faster

His lips part as if he was going to say somthing, but he doesn't.

I gaze back at his eyes and we lock together, as if we were both trying to cement eachothers detail in our minds forever

My hands are on his face, studying his featured, and I feel the warmth of his fingers pushing back hair from my face, tucking it behind my ear.

"Jade..." he whispers to catch my attention, he looks at me pleadingly, and starts to make his gaze a triangle, from one eye, to my lips, then back to My eyes

It was as if he was asking conformation and I couldn't hold it in any longer

I lean into him, and I feel him do the same

Our lips gliding rythmicly against each other, the kiss becoming more passionate with every second

I let my hands find the back of his head, clenching his hair firmly into my hands, forcing him closer to me. I could feel him mimic the same as he held onto my neck with one hand, the other hand with a firm grip on my hip, holding me asl if I were to disappear if he loosened his grip