He ended up sitting. I looked at him.
His brown hair went a little bit in every way; some strands framed his face whilst a playful smile stretched at the corner of his lips. The memory of their taste pervaded almost naturally in my head. I shook it slightly, continuing my exam. His green eyes hadn’t lost their glow but it seemed that a little bit of their determination had disappeared. His white shirt accosted its two first buttons undone, a puff of jealousy rose to my ears before I remembered that he always wore it this way. I realized it once again, he was beautiful. It was incontestable. Even more than in my simple memories.
I almost sighed but refrained under the wire.
He had all the appearance of an angel. Physically at least. Too arrogant for the rest.
* She let him sit down. He looked at her.
Her brown hair cut in mutineer layers fell down with suppleness on her shoulders. He found them meagre but reasoned himself remembering that girls were sometimes fragile creatures. Her chest wasn’t that of a woman and was pointing discreetly under a grey jacket which seemed to be coming straight ahead from the 70s. It was weird but it looked great on her. He immediately remembered those breasts. Nude. Small yet so firm. And her skin, her so soft skin. The light redness of her face after that moment, her green stare that had peered at him for a long time. Like she did at that instant, but not the same way.
He almost lost himself in her deep gaze once more but he changed his mind.
She was beautiful in her own way. Like many others. *
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Fanfiction“I’m not telling you about love with a capital L. The one everybody talks about. Everlasting love. The one that has to be a perfect bubble. Straight, round and colourful. I think I’d get bored of that one. It seems to me that a love that deserves to...
