"i love you. "
His voice was silk, a buttercream mixture that coated her body in a warm embrace.
His voice was rich, a gentle drizzle of gold fabric, deep blue sapphires embedded in each fiber.
After all, he was a work of art, a laborious puzzle, a fragile being. He was a masterpiece, a delicate statue, made to awe at. Never to touch.
But Liz dared to break his barrier, as be broke hers, and every quarrel slipped away in their grasp. They let in eachother, love enveloping the hate that lay before. They grew to love, to cherish, to appreciate every flaw, mistake, imperfection.
But they were perfect to eachother.
Liz loved Kid's stripes, they were always special and unique.
Kid loved Liz's sense of being herself, how she stood up for anyone, to anything.
But they're always was one thing that Liz loved most about Kid, something you wouldn't know by looking at him. By looking at his alabaster skin, his tawny-gold ringed eyes, his pearl Sanzu striped hair, his black and white color schemed clothing attire...
It was his voice.
Every word that escaped his lips was like an accidental harmonic tune that could become a symphony. His flow glided on her skin, leaving gentle butterfly kisses on her skin. When he was silent, the whole word shook with an unbearable need for him to speak.
And when those three words came forth from him...
"I love you."
Her heart pumped lightning rather than blood, every nerve in her body pounding with ecstasy, an addicting drug she couldn't shake off.
And when he sang, she was breathless from the beauty that poured forth from his tongue.
How could something so angelic be so unrecognized?
It's the most obvious things, the things in plain sight.
She would make sure he knew what incredible talent he had.
Even when he only said something so simple.
"I love you. "