There's No Cure To Love-Sickness
Soft whispers that tickled the ears, mumbling words that I cannot comprehend.
The scarlet flame burning on his cheeks, spreading through the tips of his ears.
Eyelids flutter like the wings of a butterfly, his gaze lowered and quickly shifts from side-to-side.
He is embarrassed, taking courage in trying something new.
A spoonful of my parfait? Sure, help yourself to the whole lot.
I have found something even sweeter than this.
This time, I will not give it up as easily.
A/N: As you can see, I'm addicted to this romance fic thus the sudden consecutive chp's. But then again as u can c, the word count is dwindling for the genius juice in my mind called inspiration is running dry. So... yeah.