Shawn's POV
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She lays there on my chest.
My fingers.. slowly stroking her silky hair.
"Shawn?" She speaks out of the blue.
I hum in response, looking up from my phone.
"I read on a fact site that recieving a forehead kiss from someone is a way of showing of true affection for the one they kissed. It's more powerful than any other kiss in the world."
I chuckle in response.
"That was random even for you." I tease.
She smiles.
"Just.. just trying to keep my mind off of it." She mumbles.
I heard her mumbles.. I always do.
I always hear her even when she thinks I dont listen.
"Off of what?" I question.
I stop stroking.
Her worried expression.. her wet eyes.
"I'm having surgery tomorrow."
I stop.
"Heart transplant?" I ask.
She nods.
"It's risky.. I don't wanna die." She says into my skin.
"You won't." I say.
"How can you be so sure?"
"I won't let you."
A light smile appears on her teary face. Sadly.. I don't know if it's real or not.
The only thing I wear upon my body, besides my blue jeans, is my ring. It wrapped my coldest finger.
It saved me before I had y/n.. but with her now.. I no longer need it.
I pinch it off.
"Here." I say.
"Your ring?" She questions.
"Your ring. It won't let you get hurt."
She smiles.. for real this time.
I pull her closer.. and closer.. until my lips brush up upon her forehead.
I repeat the words.
"Recieving a forehead kiss from someone is a way of showing true affection for the one they kissed."
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