It was an obstruction of justice for one, and theoretically impassive. How I'd ever ended up where I was now, there was no logic to; only discomfort, fear in only one fortification, and the foreign, and near alien feel of adrenaline pumping through my veins. My senses had been dulled immensely, though I could hear the rushed and nearly asthmatic breathing of my capture from beside me. The bright illumination from the moon painted his form beside me a prosthetic ivory as his chest heaved up and down unevenly, tensed muscles laboring to find a more appropriate rhythm for his breathing. Gun shots echoed vibrantly from the distance, screaming violently in retort to the night's intoxicating silence, before I felt his nimble hands grace my shoulders and hoist me into his arms. Petrified I nearly screamed out before he coaxed me into silence, placing a beautiful crafted dagger to my throat, his stone cold, and emotionless azure oculars glaring down at me before he shook his head lightly. His spiky blonde hair fluttered before my bewildered and scared eyes before I'd seen his face for the first time since my abduction. He was nearly angelic, his flawlessly paled features fixated upon me, before his stern eyes wandered away shyly, and against my will… I couldn't help but offer a timid smile as his elegantly crafted lips pursed in a slight amusement manner…
Could I have… Let myself fall in love with my kidnapper? It was impossible, or so I'd thought then…
