It's a fanfic of Vaughn Morozov. If you read dark romance and you've read Legacy of Gods by Rina Kent, you must know about the White Mask mysterious guy from heathens. Since Rina denied to write a book for him, i took the job.
The story I'm gonna w...
I come back home around midnight, strolling my way in without any care in the world. But is it really the truth? Do I not have anything to care about? Well as long as I pretend, it doesn't matter.
There's no one at the house except my cousin and her Achilles heel, Aiko. Aiko, she's daughter of my dad's friend but she stays at our place more than I like. She is a distraction, pretty one, but still a distraction. She's so pretty it takes me a great deal to not stop and stare at her all the time. She is the prettiest girl I've ever seen and I've seen plenty of women who try to coo me in the group gatherings that happen very often at our home and sometimes outside too but still in the room full of roses, my dahlia shines the prettiest. But I'll never tell her that. why? because i like the way the color of her chameleon eyes changes from yellow to green to almost transparent. It changes when I'm around her or when I irritate her to the brink of frustration. I like the power it gives me, her reaction. My ego eats up the fact that she's unsettled around me and she never backs down from a challenge. When she plans to get back at me or when she gets successful in her attempts to make me lose my grip, which happens rarely but still sometimes i let her have her way because the smile looks etheral on her. Whether to challenge me or to defeat me, she always appears like this brightest ball of sunshine. She beams with so much shine it nearly makes me go blind. Whenever she smiles, her eyes shine and that gives me enough reason to take defeats from her. Another reason is that even if she claims to hate me, she never leaves me alone. Even when I'm angry or ignoring every human existence in the world, she still stays there. She's always there, like my very own shadow but instead of being a dark shadow, she's the shadow of my happy self that I'm around her.
The noise of vase breaking brings me out of my thoughts that revolve around a certain green eyed girl. She has this affect on me that makes me forget about everything and it's my only fucking weakness. I can't zone out, I can't stop and be at rest, I can't let my guard down even at my own house. Yet that one girl makes me forget all my rules so easily, it's not even funny. That's one reason to keep my distance from her or everything that reminds me of her. But she is everywhere, every fucking where. Even when she is not physically present, I can still imagine her laughing loudly in the halls of my home, fighting fiercely in training grounds, grinning like a ball of sunshine at something Aunt Karina says. She is etched in my soul, every little habit of hers is integrated in my mind like it's all mine. It didn't take any effort to learn all her habits as if they were all mine since the beginning. As if she has been made for me since before we came to this world.
