Discalimer: I don't own anything.
A/N: This was written as a K/D romance but seeing as it doesn't actually mention any names I suppose you could think of it as anybody really. Umm... I know this is a little different from usual but I wanted to see what everybody thought of it so please read and review. It's just a one off but I might do something similar again if people like it. Anyway, hope you enjoy it.
No matter how far I try to get away from it I can't – I close my eyes just to see beautiful blue ones staring straight back at me. I could run away but it wouldn't change a thing. I'd still be haunted by his face.
I'm scared of the fact that my face lights up every time I see him and the fact that he's the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing I think about before I go to sleep.
When I'm with him I loose control over my emotions and the way I feel, I feel so vulnerable, I've always been able to hide the way I feel and when I'm with him I can't. ... And yet, at the same time I feel so safe, I feel that he'll never let anything happen to me.
Everyday I fear that something will happen to him and he'll be taken away from me – my world would simply stop turning if he was not in it. When he was injured that time it took all my strength not to run straight to him, to tell him that everything would be ok and that I wouldn't leave him.
He's so strong – in character, mind and body. He possesses a patience shown to his men that I've never seen in anybody before. He makes me laugh when I'm feeling down, hell, he makes me laugh even if I'm not feeling down! He treats me as an equal and makes me feel normal and even special.
Nothing scares me more than when he's away and I start pretending he's with me. I start to wonder if I'm mad or just in love.
Oh my ... I said it. I can't believe I even thought it but, I think I'm in love. And you know what ... I don't mind. I even like it. I'm just afraid, afraid that he doesn't feel the same way. Afraid that he doesn't love me as much as I love him – so much that it hurts, so much that breathing becomes torturous when he's near me and my mind turns to mush when he talks to me.
But, above all, as afraid and scared as I am feeling this way there is one thing that frightens me more. Telling him.
A/N: Please, please, please read and review. I'll love you all forever if you do...