DESTROYED《 ☆ Miles E42 x reader ☆ 》

Our present

"Y/n"

I spin around on my heel, slowly still taking in this situation. But when I meet hazel eyes again, I know this was truly my reality.

He walks up to me with the glee in his eyes and the soft expression on his face. Miles has never looked so beautiful. His confidence and gentle look on his face make my insides melt.

"You look like a star" his gaze on my body sparks little fires on my skin.

"I thought I was a dream?" He laughs gently and holds out an elbow for me to hold onto.

"I wanna show you something" I stare at it and ponder on how badly this will affect my heart, but looking into his eyes, I try to let myself at least enjoy tonight. I take hold of his arm.

He leads me past the crowd that has began to form and reform in pairs of two. Miles leads me inside the soundless museum where it's left empty but the glowing lights bring everything to left. It's like we're walking through a field of emotions and hard work. He brings me to an empty wall and stares at it.

"Is this where 'My Dream' is supposed to be?"

"Mmm. I just wanted to take in the moment when two of my dreams look at each other. I hoped you were actually gonna turn up tonight but I'm glad you did" his hand makes it's way to my hip and pulls me in a bit closer. The race in my heart and the burn of his touch make me fall into a fog of him.

(Play War of Heart by Ruelle)

"Come. There's one more thing to this event" he takes hold of my hand and I seem at a lost for defensive words tonight as my body is on auto pilot.

He takes us up a flight of stairs and the towards a hallway. It spits us out onto an extremely large balcony right above the party below. It's filled with the flowers from the meadow back in Puerto Rico where when we were kids, we layed in the grass and watched the clouds and watched Oso have the time of his life. Feeling the cool air touch my skin and the music in the background, the warm glowing lights from the candles on the railing of the balcony. I wonder if he lied when he said he didn't think I'd come despite this all being his obvious preparations.

He's stood in front of me with a flower in hand and with his hand outstretched for mine again.

"We missed the opportunity back in high school, but do you wanna dance?"

I stare at his hand and feel like crying. Why is he doing this to me again? I thought this would all would help me clear my conscience that I did him wrong, but everything he's doing seems too much.

"Miles...why are you doing this?"

"Y/n, we spent years hating each other. I'm simply trying to make up for that lost time" I stare at him but can't bring myself to do it. What about Ryu? Would he be happy to see what I'm doing?

"Y/n" he moves closer and wipes at my face, I don't even realize I was starting to cry. But the feeling of his warm hand on my cold cheek takes the feeling away and makes my body chiver when he puts his other hand on my lower back. He outstretches his hand for the last time.

"It's your choice" I stare back at him and at those stupid glowing hazel eyes betray me again. I have no control over what I do and take his hand. His smile is my reward.

He takes me a step into the balcony, dancing to the sound of music playing through the air, guiding me on the dance floor.

"You seriously are beautiful, mi corazón"

"Your painting looks much better than the real thing" he huffs a laugh.

"It really is only how I see you. I just tried to pour my mind and heart into it" am I melting again or did he become a better smooth talker?