i saw him wondering down the street. almost hopping. he was handsome. extremely handsome. easily over 6 ft tall. his converse were visibly worn and a faded blue. his white t shirt hugged his muscular body. his body proved to be a perfect canvas, with his lower arms and hands graffitied in tattoos. as he gets closer looking down at his phone his brunette ruffled hair was a perfect mix of glowy and matte. he must've been walking fast, really fast.
i feel it hit my body like a strike of bricks. i feel gravity take its place and pull me to the ground. i stumble and feel my grip loosening on the coffees i was holding. and hit the ground with a th-
something snakes around my waist and pulls me up in what felt like hours but must've really been 0.39473 seconds.
it was him. the passion flew through my body like water in a tunnel. i knew it was him. all him.
when life finally goes back to real speed i look up and glimpse at his face, his gorgeous face. his blank expression quickly jumps to a cheeky grin. and i felt my whole body light up.
"i guess i haven't earned your attention yet". he states cheekily. his grin starts to move and he laughs. his laugh.
"im kidding, don't be bitter". he says
he bites his lip.
i feel my body burn up and redden. oh god. how embarrassing. im covered in coffee, bright red, in his arms, -
im still in his arms.
why hasn't he taken his arms away yet?
why haven't i struggled to escape his grip.
why am i still standing here like I'm being forced to
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perfect canvas || shawn mendes bxb
Fanfictionwhen Quentin gets lost in galaxy of admiration. deep in gaze. he feels something hit him. his coffee soaks him. and he feels himself in a sea of comfort. it was shawn. but what happens next ? does their love story end after one accidental trip. or c...
