//TRIGGER WARNING\\ SIGNS OF SUICIDE, SELF-HARM, SMUT, DEPRESSION, ANXIETY, ETC. - - "What are you doing Merk?" I asked in a quiet voice, he looked up at me with his chocolate brown eyes, "Looking at how beautiful you are." He smirked a bit and then looked back down at my arm and kissed the scars. He then leaned up and pecked my lips and then went back down to my arm. I actually felt love, compassion maybe... But I didn't love him right? I didn't love him... Right? Right?