we were sat in his dorm. i sat on his bed reading a book called 'ignite me'. i had to bring a book with me, i always need them. it gave me a sense of comfort, like it was a world that was ready for me to immerse into it whenever i was ready. it was peaceful.
ares was sat next to me his back against the headboard, one leg crossed whilst the other was prompt up so he could lean his arm onto it as he was playing a video game.
he tilted his head towards me glancing at me, the book then me again. i looked at him narrowing my eyes silently asking him 'what?'
he looked at me shaking his head dismissing the interaction.
i glanced at the screen and said to him, "focus on the game and not me'
he smiled. god was his smile perfect, my favourite sight. he smiled adorably, his nose slightly scrunched as his teeth was in full display and the dimple on his right cheek making an appearance.
he shook his head at me and replied, "how could i focus on that when i could focus on you"
obviously i died inside and fuck did he know it.
he started laughing as i slapped my hands on my face in embarrassment. he tried to pull my hands away from my face so i reared my face away from his sight, there was no way he would see my face all red. his lips curled up as he patted the seat next to him gesturing for me to sit there so i did.
he nodded his head towards ny book asking me what it was about. i stared at him in shock since he hates books, like quite literally despises them and was so petty he refused to ever pick one up.
"why you asking" i raised my eyebrows at him slightly tilting my head to the side.
"i wanna know why tesoro mia likes them so much" he squinted his eyes at me slightly shaking his head to the side.
i gave him a mocking look and told him he could read instead. and he did. my ares did the one activity he did not want to do. ever. just for me.
he took the book away from my hands and into his as he wrapped an arm around my waist and tightened his hold on me so i nestled my head into the space between his shoulder and jaw, getting comfortable.
he started reading to me and wow did he look adorable. he had a slight crease between his eyebrows, his eyes focused and his lips slightly pouted as he read to me.
everytime before we would move onto the next chapter, he would ask me what i thought of it. i stared at him in confusion since i thought he'd want to finish the book quickly so he could get back to his game. he told me it was because he wanted to hear my voice since he thought i'd been quiet for too long. i blinked at him then proceeded to rant about the entire chapter as he stared at me in what looked like admiration. as if my opinion on a book really mattered to him. he stared as if he was trying to engrave me into his mind; as if he was trying to stay in the moment forever; like i was the only one that mattered. i loved it.
when i finished with my rant, he would always make a small comment that i would roll my eyes to which lead to me getting pinched on my side. its like his everyday thing at this point.
he continued to read the book as i stared at him, disregarding the book. he was pretty. like really pretty. i was practically gawking at him because of how long i've been staring, as if i was trying to engrave him into my mind.
ares had a straight nose with his eyebrows that were in perfect shape, one that had a slit due to his stitches. he had a sharp jaw, green eyes and jet black hair. a perfect correlation. he had a tattoo placed on the junction of his neck that reads 'peaceful' and the small tatts on his arms. he had a small snake on his forearm matching the one placed onto the back of his neck that travels to each side of his collarbone as well as a few hand tatts.
he was perfect, and each scar issued onto his body only added to it. his hair was soft, i ran my hands through them as his eyes fluttered shut from how good it feels. his hair was black and messy, but a hot messy. it was perfect, just like him.
and this exact moment was when i realised i was hopelessly and undeniably inlove with him.
my ares
