Levi Ackerman, Unforgivable

8. I'll become unstoppale.

We just stood there like the first time he came to me to talk, but now...

The look in his eyes... changed. From predator watching his prey to something completely different. 

His eyes travelles on my face, observing every detail of it. The sun was already at a low point, the golden hour made this moment even more magical. 

He slowly reaches out to gently caress my cheeks, he listens to my breathing as he moves closer. He watches closely how my pupils seem to be an infinite hole, he sees the space in them. 

He has never seen a person from this close, he never wanted to have someone in his arms this intimate way. 

I lean into his hand as he holds my face, I feel his breath gently touch my face as a light breeze on a summer afternoon. I see his lips slowly turning into a smile. 

I've seen him smiling before, but not this way. In this very moment, he let go of everything that made him who he is. The duty, expectations, the fights and surviving... everything. In this moment he finally found peace. He stopped thinking about the world, as he only had eyes for me.

On the other hand, I've got a lot on the mind running through. How I crave his touch, how I want him to stay like this forever, but something tells me to run and hide. Something tells me backing away would save a lot of tears. 

I try to convince myself, he is not the one. He is a person who will do great things, he can't retreat just because I want to spend the rest of my life with him on a farm and I want to wake up to the sun caressing his face a he still sleeps in our bedroom. Then he wakes up and looks at me with that smile I'm seeing right now, he pulls me in a tight embrace and we would stay like that until the kids would come in to ask for breakfast. What a dream...

How phatetic...

I shouldn't feel what I feel. We didn't have enough time to decide if it's real at all. But for sure, I know he feels that connection, it was already developing when he first kicked me in the stomach. The very first glance we stole from each other. This feeling was already there, but none of us could tell what it was at the time. But now, we both understood it.

We both needed each other to fully experience what life was made for. But of course life was never easy...

I finally gather enough courage to slowly let my eyes travel down to his lips. I watch how he keeps that genuine smile. I see his lips tremble a little when he understands my intention. I look up at him and I see that his eyes softened even more. 

The last time I could watch him from this close, I though his features were sharp, he was made to be a cold person, but now... Everything about him is just... so pure and gentle.

He takes a fast glance at my lips too, to confirm we are on the same side of thoughts. I feel his heart beat faster under my hands, as he pulls me in by my lower back. I am sure he can hear my heart beating in the same rhytm as his. Everything is just so perfect. It really had to be ruined...

By a hard knock on the door.

We both froze in our movements, then he does lean in at the end, but he changes the original plan and he gives a passionate kiss on the middle of my forehead. I feel him inhale my scent as he finally lets go of me and stands back with pure disappointment in his eyes.

He sighs as he still holds my hand. His voice is low and tender-hearted. "Thank you for letting me experience a kind of love. Even if it was only for a short period of time... I never talked about my feelings before..."