Invisible String || H.S
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MatureOngoing5h 22m
Last published Tue, Mar 21, 2023
He looks at my lips then back into my eyes and moves forward as if to kiss me. I feel my breath hitch but then he just brings his hand up and tucks a curl behind my ear before stepping back.
My heart drops.
*This story is a slow burn and it is ongoing* Happy Reading ♡
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Behind Those Eyes (boyxboy)
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He gifts you another smile as he takes a step closer to you. "Of course. I shall see you tonight, then." His hand reaches up and brushes your cheek ever so softly. "Take care of yourself" is the last thing he says before his lips plant a soft kiss on your forehead. While you try to survive your encounter with Rookwood and his followers, save Wizardkind from impending doom and stop your entire world from falling apart, there isn't much time to even enjoy the few moments of respite in the form of a perceptive Slytherin boy with endearing beauty marks who is determined to make you hold on to life for just that little bit longer. But Merlin be cursed if you didn't at least try. PART 3
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