notes: hiiiiiii :)


what your eyes tell me

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He is crossing the street when he sees her.

She is wearing a green sundress that flows against her creamy white legs. Her hair is of the strangest color. It is pink and it glides to her narrow shoulders then tumbles down like smooth silk on the small of her back.

His fingers twitch. (He thinks that if he touches her bright locks, it will be like-)

And suddenly she raises her head and his dark orbs are drawn to the warmest pair of green eyes he has ever seen. In that few seconds of meeting endless jade, he watches his forever unravel.

(Bell-like laughter wakes him from a sweet dreamless slumber. He can feel the warmth of her petite body pressed against his naked back, the upturn of her plump lips on his sensitive skin, as wisps of coral hair tickle the side of his face. He inhales quietly, his eyes still close, her scent surrounding him. The smell of apples blossoms begins to lull him to sleep when—

"Sasuke-kun,"

He hides the escapee smile against the pillow.)

Sasuke breaks the stare (and the spell she has cast upon him), and as he walks past the woman with the Sakura-hair, he catches a whiff of apple blossoms.

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notes: byeeeee :)