he'll catch her before she falls. (inspired by psyche and eros) • Not a moment later did a thump resonate through my room; and instead of light, a foreign presence filled the room. Someone was in my room. And I was going to die tonight. But I never got to meet Shawn Mendes yet! In the dark, I groped around my bed for my phone. The creepy stranger seemed to sense this. "I wouldn't recommend doing that," a husky voice rumbled through the room, raising goosebumps onto my bare arms. "Who are you? How the fuck did you get into my house?" I stalled, managing to keep my voice even. "Think of me as your guardian angel." • highest rankings | 01 in fantasy | 08 in general fic copyright © ardentlies
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