Aureole
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"It's not easy to love me." she warns, taking a couple steps back. "I've been warned," he cracks a smile, taking a step to her. "Its not easy to love anyone, but I always make the effort. Just come on," he beckons her to come to his arm. She stares at his opened arms, the sun dropping in and out of clouds. "I don't need anyone to save me." she bites. He drops his arms and sighs, admiring her as the sun shines a spotlight on her, giving her an aureole effect. Fear smeared all over her face. Fear of change. Fear of love. Fear of being happy. "No one is trying to save you," He holds her face in his hands, brushing her cheek. "I'm just trying to keep you warm. "
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[COMPLETED] "We both agreed, Apollo! We said no feelings, no attachments! You promised you wouldn't get attached." I look down at my lap in worry and shame. I have no idea what to say, I promised her, but like an idiot I broke that promise. "Say something!" My breath hitches and I look up at my beautiful girl through my lashes, my eyes brimming with tears because I know after tonight we won't be seeing each other again. I stand up from the edge of the bed and walk over to her, watching as her chest moves up and down harshly with each breath. My eyes trail over the love marks I left moments ago when we were happy to only get lost in each other's arms temporarily. She's mad at me. I never wanted her to be mad at me. "I'm sorry, baby," I whisper reaching forward to run my finger along her cheek catching the falling tear that flows down her soft skin. "You promised." She whispers. I know. "I promise I'm not attached, Blue." Too late. ••• Apollo and Blue have a few things in common. They're both lonely, they're both sad and they both attend the same university, a place where they stumble upon each other for the first time. So when the two decide to keep each other company by forming a causal relationship, the hard-headed Blue sets clear instructions for Apollo. Do not get attached. #2 Dark // 7 April 2022 #1 Interracial // 8 April 2022

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