-A Heart Too Fragile- Book 2

This story is about the beginning of Ashton and Maxwell.
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As the two lay together in the night grass, the cold wind blows past their face. It only two of them looking into the night sky.

Maxwell can't even take his eyes off of Ashton for not even a second. He remembers the first time he's ever laid eyes on the younger boy and how it felt like nothing he's ever felt for another person. The way Ashton makes him feel is different from how his past ones have felt. He is happier and more relaxed.

"Yes?" Ashton says, he finally notices that Maxwell has been watching him and not the sky. He turns on his side prepping his head on his hand. "Why do you keep looking at me?"

"I can't help it." Maxwell replies as he shifts his body to fave Ashton correctly. "You are just perfect." He says with loving g eyes, brushing the back of his hand down Ashton's face.

Ashton chuckles of embarrassment. "I'm not perfect." He said. Maxwell pull Ashton close to him making the boy rest his head of his chest.

"You are perfect to me." Maxwell says. Ashton becomes shy as he tries to his face in Maxwell's chest. He lifts Ashton's chin, kissing his lips with care.

*Book art is not from me. I got it from Pinterest.*