~ HIS ANGEL BOY SERIES, BOOK 1 ✔ ~
"Don't try to fool yourself into thinking you didn't feel anything, Leto."
"I don't have to fool myself as I don't feel anything for you."
"Don't lie, don't make me do something I might regret."
"I doubt a creature...
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~Freddie~
Smut warning 🔞🔞⚠️⚠️
Just a warning so that it's not so full on, there is small part of smut at the end of the chapter, you can skip that part if you are not keen on smut.
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He finally woke up about a month ago, but he came back to me not the Leto that I know, he's completely different, he smells different, his aura is different, his personality has been a little altered as well and I haven't been coping well with this change.
I've never been one for change.
Without meaning to, I've been extremely cold towards him, I've been avoiding any sort of intimacy which includes our body parts touching, I haven't kissed him this entire time even though he has tried to initiate it with me, I've had to reject him.
Every time I reject his advances, I watch him shrivel more and more into himself, trying his hardest not to show that he is hurt by me pushing him away. I don't mean to do it, it just doesn't feel right now with the way he is, I can't help it.
But when Cairo came into our room yesterday and he touched my boy, something came over me and I felt incredibly angry that he had touched him, it angered me even more that Leto didn't say anything, he just sat there emotionless as I argued with my best friend.
Once Cairo had finally left us alone again, I was going to let the curtain fall and spill everything about him not being the same and all that, he avoided my eyes and said very softly and quietly that he is going to take a shower and then quickly left the room before I could respond.
Once he returned, he turned his back to me as he put on his pj's, from this angle I could see the thin lines that his wings made in his back when they come out of him, I craved at that moment to reach out and kiss all over his exposed body, to finally consummate our relationship, but I held back and controlled myself.
Once he was done dressing himself, he once again avoided my eyes as he climbed into his side of the bed and instantly turned over to face away from me. Sitting up against the headboard, I was gazing at his back, not being able to say anything, knowing full well that he isn't sleeping yet.
"Leto?"
"I'm trying to sleep, Freddie."
"Face me."
"No."
"What is wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong, just let me sleep, please."
Sighing to myself, I turned off the bedside lamp and then turned over and away from him too, feeling like my heart was breaking.
