Historia Reiss is the queen of paradis, living a life of luxury and splendor, sounds fantastic, right? She can't show her emmotions, and has next to no freedom. In all honesty, she'd rather be out fighting with her comrades, ex-comrades if you wanted to be technical about it. Her lost lover Ymir just happened to be one of them, and one of the ones lost in humanty's survival. Ever selfless, Ymir went with humanitys worst enemy to keep not only them but Historia safe, leaving only one little letter behind.
One night, in fustration, Historia throws a little hand mirror to the ground, the bits smashing everywhere. In the bits of the mirror, she see's a ghostly vistor, one she was not expecting.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
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─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
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