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𝕸𝖚𝖘𝖊 (HIATUS)

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Parts 8
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Reads 206
Votes 30
Parts 8
Time 25m

vnc_the_shttywriter

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With eyes red as rubies and tears flowing down his face like crystals, she couldn't help but admire his immaculate beauty. The way his tears dropped and mingled with his blood stained mouth was hypnotic to watch, seeing how the pink liquid slide down his lower lip and to his chin was like watching a ballet dancer perform a tragic love story.

"You're beautiful..." she muttered subconsciously, placing a hand on her lips to suppress a smile. "Absolutely breathtaking."

His breathing picked up, the rise and fall of his chest made him look even more luscious. The sound of his ragged breath and painful wheezes were violins to her ears, playing a torturous ballad which she had so desperately craved to hear from him-and now she could...finally.

Touching the wooden handle of the paint brush resting on her ear, she leaned back and sighed.
With eyes hooded and never breaking contact, she pushed herself closer to the large canvas, dipped the small brush on the red on his forehead. He truly is perfect. She thought with a shudder.

"Such a beautiful shade..." she inspected the stroke of red she had made on the canvas, "not that I expected less, sweetness." She pushed his damp blond hair behind his ear and leaned in making him flinch.

"Move, and I'll crush your pretty face." Her eyes bore holes into his while her hands dug crescent moons on his chiseled face, "And trust me, sweetness, it won't do us both any good."

She leaned back again, seeing the marks on his cheeks brought her smile back. "Ah, you look even more perfect now," she chuckled, her voice pitched high with pride, "How could that even be possible?" the lids of her eyes hooded once more and another awestruck sigh pulled from her lips.

"Don't move."All Rights Reserved

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