'radiohead?' he'd said, his dark eyes boring into hers. his cigarette dangled from his lips, carelessly, as if he wanted to burn the whole world down with his mind and watch it with her.
his fingers plucked the vinyl from its dust-adorned case; he was a pro at this, she remembered thinking, his nimble fingers slipping it onto the player with the slow confidence of a man who had done it so many times before.
'i dont dance,' she'd murmured. or maybe it was barely a whisper, because all she could remember was how the light reflected from her eyelashes and his hands were hot. safe.
'yes you can.' he slipped a leg between hers, sliding her back until her grace carried her limbs with him, graceful move for move. his lips lingered close to her ear, sending a shiver down her. 'pretend you're drowning,' he whispered.
her body melted into his, silky like water.
she wasn't drowning; he was saving her.
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Where Stars Collide *ON HOLD*
Poesía//Don't kiss me if you're afraid of thunder, my life is a storm// her name was elena and he had none they both had a strange passion for rain and whatever their souls were made of, they were the same. [currently on hold due to exams, however thanks...
