‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ levi ☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙
Within a split second, my lips were on hers and my hand was cupping her face. She seemed hesitant at first but before long she began to kiss back. My lips moved against hers perfectly, and her lips felt so soft and tasted sweet.
My chest felt the same way that her chest did and that was comforting. I placed my free hand on her thigh and I leaned more into it, taking more control. She placed her hand on my shoulder and smiled against my lips. I licked her bottom lip, asking for entrance and she gladly accepted. I pushed her back slightly and continued to kiss her until we both ran out of breath. We both smiled and laid back. I reached for her hand and intertwined our fingers.
"_____?"
"Levi,"
"Why do you like me? What's to like anyways?"
She didn't say anything for a minute.
"At first I thought it was only because I thought you were cute, but I guess it's the same thing you told me. I crave you, and little things that you do give me that sore feeling,"
"Is it a good sore feeling?"
"Yes. Absolutely."
I turned to my side and rested my head on my hand.
"I hope you understand that my mind doesn't function like a normal person's... I know sometimes I might get a little irrational or go into random episodes, but it's just the trauma, okay?"
I knew that I shouldn't dive headfirst into a relationship without warning her of what was going to come out of it, I wasn't even sure if we should be in a relationship until I worked through my trauma, or maybe we weren't even meant to ever be together for that matter.
"It will never be because of anything you do. Please understand that it's taking so much to trust you, and I still don't entirely, but it's-"
"You don't have to explain yourself to me. I understand why you can't just trust me. We haven't known each other long and we still have a lot to learn about each other."
"I have to. I need to let you know that- That i haven't talked about myself or my situation to anyone since high school or made any new friends since then. It'll be extremely hard to talk about myself a lot of the time because it's part of the emotional walls that I've put up. Some days it might be easier to talk than others."
She looked at me and listened to every word I spoke and seemed to understand.
"Don't ever feel like you have to talk to me about anything if you don't want to. And if you want to just stay friends until you get through some of your trauma, I'll be here,"
I moved closer to her and wrapped my arms around her, my head on her chest. I breathed her scent in, she smelt like vanilla and cherry perfume.
"Thank you for understanding,"
She nodded and hugged me.
"We should get back out there before they start thinking that we're... You know.."
I sighed when she sat up, not wanting to have to be around anyone other than her.
"I'd rather spend time alone with you, but you're right," I answered.
-8 : 4 7 PM
Me: I kissed her
Me: I told her how I feel
Me: I hate that it felt good
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