A/N: Velma/Roxie
Those amber eyes that she stared into every night made her spine tingle. The warmth reflected there, the tenderness that was shown, the kindness. The pure, innocent love she saw in them made her wonder how she could ever live without those eyes.
The eyes that showed sympathy after a hard day, the eyes that showed passion, the eyes that showed yearning. Those eyes were what kept her going on a hard day. The eyes that made her feel as if she was the only person in the world, the only thing, the most important thing. Those eyes showed her what ten years of marriage never showed her.
The eyes that show the window to a broken-but-healing soul, the eyes that mesmerize her daily, the eyes that produce the most crystal like tears in the world, clear and perfect, running down a smooth cheek, splashing on her clothes. She hated it when those eyes cried, all the pain and sorrow in the world was in them, all the lonely nights and meaningless men. The eyes that produced so much love could produce the same amount of pain. The most beautiful and painful thing in the world was watching silent tears fall from those eyes.
Looking into those eyes, you could see the secrets hidden there, the fear, the heartbreak, but when those eyes looked at her, none of that was there, just love. Love like she could have never imagined. Love so intense that a simple brush of hands sent electric waves through her body, love so pure that she was positive it wasn't wrong. Love so innocent that she was sure she'd never been in love before. All the love she would ever need was in those eyes and that was her blessing.