today's the first day i've ever taken someone out on a date. i don't know why but he makes me want to do stuff for him and i'm scared.
never have i got feelings for my boy toys. never, not once in my entire living existence.
what's so special about him? why do i feel this way? i'm pretty sure my ears blushed earlier in that car, this is not good for me.
speaking of date, wow. i can never get that smile out of my head, his smile was beautiful upon entering the dinner room. i remembered how he said he was touched by it, how romantic the atmosphere was, how i was his perfect boyfriend.
everything fell into place, just like what i have imagined. but, why do i have a slightly different mindset?
i sort of, don't want to hurt him, but i do want him to be afraid of me.
at the same time, i want him to just be comfortable around me, fuck! what am i thinking? this is ruining me.
oh, i did throw in some rat poison in his drink, i wonder how he's doing right now?
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the boy who can't leave | mewgulf
Fanfictionin which mew's targets never survived but one boy did.