*Wilford's POV*
I didn't know what to expect as she muttered my name. "Y-Yes, Lily?"
Her hand suddenly reached forward, grabbed my finger, spun it around and held it there, causing me great pain to where I just shouted out. "Don't. Do. That. Again."
"D-Do what?!" I cried out.
"Poke my nose! I might need to cut off one of your fingers if you do it again."
I shook my head. "N-No! Please! I would miss my finger!"
She rolled her eyes and bent my finger back more. "Alright then how about I break it?"
I cried out some more and grabbed forward instinctively. She yelped as we both fell off the side of the bed and she let go of my finger.
We fell with a mild 'Thump!' I blinked and groaned some as I pushed myself above her. I heard her groan some beneath me with mild discomfort. "I-I'm sorry!"
Then...she just began laughing. I smiled hesitantly as she continued laughing beneath me. Eventually I joined her laughter and asked, "Wh-Why are we laughing?"
She laughed some more. "Your face is a character of its own!" She reached up and touched my cheek and that's when I noticed it was warm. "Y-You're so sorry that your cheeks are even lighting up about it!"
I chuckled mildly and rolled my eyes. "You sure do have a funny way of thinking, Lil..." As her hand was on my cheek, I let myself lean more into it. She was so warm...
"W-Wil? E-Everything ok?"
I opened my eyes softly to gaze down to her. Her own cheeks were lit up by now, making me chuckle softly as I raised a hand up to her and began to rub her cheek. "Yeah, I'm ok. Your cheeks seem to be lighting up though."
She blushed more and looked away from me. "Sh-Shut up!"
I chuckled above her and just gazed down to her. "...Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are, Lily?"
I saw her eyes look back up to me, confused. "Wh-What do you mean?"
I smiled softly at her and came closer. "I mean as I say. Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?" I moved my hand to cup more of her face and even her neck, feeling her shiver beneath me.
"W-Wil-"
"Shhh..." I sighed as I gazed at her. "From the way your body is shaped to the color of your eyes, I see beauty..." I whispered softly to her. "I see your mind and find that it is...intoxicating almost." I ran my hand through her hair and she gulped but didn't speak. "Filled with so many thoughts, so many ideas..." I came closer to her. "Possibly even emotions if you'd believe me~"
I saw her wanting to say something but nothing came out.
I chuckled softly and lined her lips with my thumb. "And the words that come out of those lips of yours...I could listen to them all day..." I came down closer to her. "...maybe even kiss them all day."
Her eyes widened but before she could say something, I softly connected my lips with hers.
Ohhhh were they soft...Soft and warm...
I felt like there were a dozen butterflies just bursting within me as I continued kissing her, holding her closer to me and closing my eyes. Oh how could such a small little act make me feel like I was already in heaven? It just felt so...so...so right.
...
But...
How was she reacting to this?
As I opened my eyes, I thought about how stupid I could've been. She hasn't been moving at all with me, how could I think she was-...?
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Target: Wilford Warfstache
PertualanganWilford Warfstache, an egotistical man with a pink mustache, has found his way on Ms. Mason's killing list. But when things go wrong and not only do the people who hire her turn on her, Wilford Warfstache has found that she has grabbed his heart and...