A/N: I know that this ship will never happen, but I think it's cute anyway. Seth/Donia is a cute imaginary ship of mine ;) Read and review? Enjoy!
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Crush
Seven months without the tiniest form of satiation. He had waited seven months for her to come around, and now that she was finally within his grasp, his mind had started to stray. What was wrong with him?
It wasn't as if he had suddenly lost interest in Aislinn- the object of his affection since he had first laid eyes on her. But this new creature- not human- was a beautiful mystery to him. With her snowy blonde hair and her petite, aquiline nose, Donia was nothing less than an icy enchantress. The tiny quirk of her lips when she smiled, the flowing curves of her ethereal, immortal body, the way she held herself as the most confident woman alive- they were all things that drew him to her.
He deemed it was okay to look at her; after all, it wasn't as if Aislinn made it a secret that she looked at Keenan more than once. Even if she didn't come straight out and tell him, he could tell by the look in her eyes when she talked about the Summer King. Lust was fervent within her bloodstream, and he oddly didn't mind. The fact that bothered him was that at this very moment, he was feeling that exact same adrenaline rush. Looking was one thing, emotional charges was another.
For seven months, he had been faithful to his promise to himself to not look at any other girl in that way other than Aislinn, to let her come to him. Then again, why was it that when Donia showed up at his computer terminal that he couldn't contain the heat rising to his cheeks, the joy within?
A crush. That had to be it. Nothing more, nothing less. Eventually, it would fade.
But why, every time after their brief run in at the library, he saw or heard Donia being talked about, he wanting with all of his might the feel for just one moment her perfect cupid's bow meet with his rough, bruising lips?
A sigh, a deep breath, a memory of his favorite girl. Aislinn was forever. Donia was just a crush. At least that's what Seth kept telling himself.