•kth• sixty-five'

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the next day I woke up with a familiar scent filling the air & a pair of muscular arms around my waist, which made my heart skip a beat. I yawned & turned around to where the heat came from, facing the sleeping 'fake'-prince.

my lips immediately formed into a tired smile & I quietly pecked his cheek, hoping for him not to wake up.

his soft hair falling into his face, his perfect looking skin, his rosy slightly parted lips, just everything about him is perfect.

my smile wouldnt fade as I let my hand wander through his hair which felt even softer than it looked. soon the week would be over. I bit my lip & pushed that thought aside, trying to distract myself with the beautiful boy in front of me.

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