she looks left. looks right. then plants a kiss on his cheek.
HER LIPS WERE A MATCH SPARKING A FOREIGN SENSATION THAT BURNS WITHIN HIS CHEST & a fire to match upon his cheeks. A single hand rises to rest a palm where pulpy lips once lingered. He struggles to FIGHT back the SMILE that’s threatening to take over his demeanor. With A twitch of his left ear, he huffs. He stopped questioning the reasoning behind her actions a good amount of time ago now……….& He’s trying not to find one for this one yet he finds his mind still WONDERING.Oh how heHATED the mind.
❝ Huh—??? What was that for………..?❞












