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lovefool / accepting !
erratic breathing closed around her ears, and a hitch that would stop her heart. never, had she feared something such as this —- she was conditioned, trained. a meaningless existence meant never to feel, never to cower. then why is it —– that she wavered ? his tears fell scarcely, though a sea welled in his eyes. was he scared, too ? scared to feel ? her gaze was large, awestruck, terrified. ( what is it about this distraught man that made a cold - blooded killer stop in her tracks, petrified ? ) oh, how she shook, how she couldn’t tear her eyes away. and soon, her breaths synced with his, and nimble fingers caressed his cheeks. a touch so gentle, so careful. it seemed if she were to embrace him, he’d crack under these hands soaked in sin. and, ever so softly, her lips would press against his eyelid, and the taste of salt coated her mouth.
such SATIRE harsh offense would BECOME within his real CHARACTER if ever voiced, the SAME that harbors behind FACIAL veil of kindness WHILE smiling grimace faces CARMINE flares. ‘ ya sure have intense eyes, harukawa-san. ‘ LYING, quite the word. OMIT for other’s SAKE getting more closer to REALITY.
then again, WHO can assure WHICH part is false? TRUST is a two-ways ROAD after all, even for HIMSELF. ‘ wanna eat breakfast together? ‘
‘ no. ‘ she answers in a curt, timely manner, though it didn’t feel like she’d given it any thought. those intense eyes wouldn’t leave him —– only until he spoke to her, would they flee to anywhere else. ( fear of confrontation ? no. fear of getting too close ? maybe. )
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