Second Chances

Awake

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Disclaimer: Bleach, and the characters described and used were not all mine.

To the unknown!

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Awake

Will you stay awake for me?

I don't wanna miss anything

I don't wanna miss anything

I will share the air I breathe

I'll give you my heart on a string

I just don't wanna miss anything

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I woke up from the faint laughter from afar.

Laughter that probably came from some students playing somewhere. They sounded really happy.

I sighed as I slowly opened my eyes and was greeted by the light that was coming from the window that was covered by those white see-through curtains.

I frowned.

I looked around; I almost thought that I was at the hospital, again. But this place looked so familiar.

Oh, how could I forget?

This place, I always go here, every two weeks to fix my bruises and wounds.

The Infirmary.

I slowly sat up, only to be halted by a hand that was currently holding mine. I think my cheeks immediately reddened after seeing who owns that hand.

It was Grimmjow.

He was sitting on a chair, his head resting on the bed that I was currently laying in to, one arm comfortably acting as his pillow, and the other, holding my hand.

I swallowed the liquid that was now building at the back of my throat.

He looked so relaxed, and peaceful.

I think my heart skipped a beat.

My other hand slowly reached over and brushed those few strands of hair that was now covering his forehead.

My God, this man is so sinful.

I never imagined myself falling in love with this guy. Our start is not a good one. Even the following encounters were all not worth the memories. But still, I end up falling hard.

Those smiles, the grins, the cool demeanour, the calming presence, and those blue eyes. Everything about him sends me to the edge without any hopes of coming back. It was like knowing that you'll be damned, but you still look forward to it.

As time pass by, I just noticed myself looking forward on each day of our encounter.

Because those were the only time where I'm allowed to touch him.

I also look forward to our quiet time, but unlike our encounters, I can only stay beside him, and bathe myself with the heat that was coming from his body.