SymphonicGarbodor
She looked in the mirror with her makeup running down her face. He was too perfect. What was a one night stand quickly became harsh feelings. She knew she could never have him, no way he loved her like that. She fell to the floor as she thought about the times they had hooked up. The way he looked at her, the way he treated her with such care, the small nicknames he would call her. Why couldn’t it be like this all the time? Why did he have to be so charming. Christ, he could never love a pathetic girl like her. She shook and sobbed as she had the rough realization that he only loved her for her body and not her personality.
SymphonicGarbodor
Yet another one night stand. She laid next to him as he leaned against the headboard and smoked. He wrapped his arm around her and she blushed. They made eye contact and he smiled before blowing smoke in her face. She coughed and swatted the smoke away, he giggled at her. “You’re so cute when you’re flustered.” She blushed a deep shade of red.
He took another puff of his cigarette and blew it into the air. She watched him in pure amazement and smiled softly. She rested her head on his chest. “I wish things could be like this all the time…” she muttered to herself, not knowing she was thinking out loud. He pulled her in closer and looked into her eyes.
…
“Yeah.”
SymphonicGarbodor
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God she’s perfect. The way she would get flustered at his touch, the noises she would make, her pretty smile. He wanted, no— *needed* to love her. He knew she didn’t love him in that way so he stayed distant. He walked down the street with a lone cigarette in his mouth as he daydreamed about their relationship. He knew he’d treat her so well and drown her with love. Those nicknames he gave her were just hints of how he felt. Arousal and lust were just the tip of the iceberg, in the depths, he truly did love her. He loved when she would call and talk about her rough night so he could come by and make her feel better. Her voice was cuter when she spoke full sentences and not just moans.
How could she love him though, he was just some collage, delinquent, drop out.
