'You know... black and gold match.' He stands in front of me. 'They were meant for each other?' I blush. 'Exactly. And isn't it a coincidence that I'm wearing black and your wearing gold? And they don't leave each other Are we truly meant to be?' He leans closer to me. 'Uhhh Ye---' I get cut off by him kissing me. Oh his tingling mustache. His soft lips. I can feel his muscles holding me tight. His comfortable body........... ---- Hi! First, I was inspired to do this by SassyDeaky and FreddieMercury000. So thank you so much! And I'm also a beginner and I come from the Philippines so if I have any wrong grammar please just correct me. Anyways, this is about Deacury Or maybe more ships. So there will be some smut, or a little bit of fluff. So anyways, Get readin!

Roger could not sleep on that rainy night in London. It is after three in the morning. He sighs in defeat and gets up from his bed. He takes a sheet of pen and paper and sits on his bed and takes his pillow as a support to start writing on the sheet. Thoughtful Roger begins to write the stanza of a new song. Your thinking is in it and the words come to life on paper: Just walking down the street one cloudless sunny day Just minding my business thinking Nothing much to say When suddenly I got hit Imagine my surprise Your smile came up and zapped me right between the eyes I'd never seen anything to compare with your smile I'd never seen anything that came within miles My heart got hijacked by you As he finishes writing the first stanza of the song he sighs and rubs his cheek. He does not believe he wrote the song for her, the green-eyed muse and at the same time demon in his life. "I don't mind writing her this song," the boy told himself. "What is she doing to me?" She has the power over me. At this point Roger remembers the girl's playful smile, her full lips and emerald green eyes. Roger knows she has the power over him, that she is his doom and salvation. What will he do about it? And so begins Hijack my heart.