𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘖- 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 (𝘍𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 & 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵)

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"Y/N..." Theo whispered gently, with a note of concern in his voice, as he leaned comfortably at your side, leaning against the wall. "We have to stop meeting like this; I mean, you can't get drunk every time something goes wrong," he pointed out.

With a faint frown on your face, you lowered your head and muttered, "I probably look like such a mess right now." Your expression surprised Theo, who moved toward you and cast a sympathetic glance down at your small frame.

"You look absolutely stunning," he whispered, his heart pounding in his chest.

He was unable to take his eyes off of you due to how stunningly beautiful/handsome you were, and he found himself mesmerized by every delicate feature.

You were a picture of perfection in his eyes, a sight that left him gasping for air because of its beauty.

He brought his eyes to yours as he softly lifted your chin, his palm firmly grasping it and bringing it up to his face.

You could feel the chill of the stone wall against your back, sending shivers down your spine.

Theo shoved you against the wall, and the rough bits of the bricks lightly scratched at your flesh.

His lips were incredibly soft, as they were delicately caressing you in a tender and passionate kiss.

You let out a gentle whimper as your lips came to get you, completely overcome by the seductive kiss you were giving each other.

Theo hesitated briefly, savoring the fleeting connection between your lips, before abruptly breaking away.

"Y/N, we can't; you're drunk," he said, gazing at you with deep connection.

He gently grasped your hands, his gaze fixated on you.

"But..." you murmured, your heart pounding with anticipation as you gracefully rose onto your tiptoes to steal a second passionate kiss from him.

"Not tonight, Y/L/N," he said firmly, watching your expression crumble at his words.

"I really want to, but it's important that you're sober," Theo said gently, his hands cradling your face as he placed a tender kiss on your forehead.

Y/N let out a small huff, sliding yourself down the wall. "It's fine," 

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