𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐦𝐫

"Yeah?" He smirked, moving her blue hair off her shoulder and behind her back. His touch sent a long, sparky shiver right up her spine and into her now silent brain. Silent, peace.
"What are you doing here?" Her voice was timid, soft almost as if she was scared of him and his hands, not enjoying the soft brush of his fingers in her hair like she is now.
"Why blue hair?" His voice was cold, distant yet his eyes were warm. In this light they reflected a soft, warm grey that exuded depth and emotions. His touch leaving goosebumps in his wake, his fingertips brushing over her spine, her shoulder blade.

Her eyes were lost in his grey ones as she let out a huff of air, falling warm on his lips. The ones that stretched into a wolfish grin, the one that melted her insides like fire burning deep in her stomach. No, her heart.

What she didn't know is that all the while his caress was soft, he was holding a blade to her heart. Waiting patiently for when he was urged to pierce it. Let it wither to nothingness.

His Ali.