Dolly of the Night
VOCALOID – 02
By: Chi~
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, but the scenario…hell yeah. XD
A/N: I've been contemplating taking this thing down, but after talking to Rayna2010, I decided against it and have thought up of yet another chapter.
Hope you like. Sorry for the long wait, however, I warned you that this probably would be dragged out, since this isn't exactly a major project, lol.
I will also point out though. The plot that I'm beginning to lay out in front of me is probably going to make me write this thing until the 'complete' status comes back to this thing. Wait and see~ ;D Nyahaha!
See you in the footer.
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Mum's the Word
Rin found herself growing tired of the fact that her 'master' didn't even have the decency to tell her something so simple. His name, of all things that she could ask for, he said nothing. Absolutely nothing. And not only that, but he wouldn't say anything at all, most of the time. The only time she heard something from him was when he was screwing her until she was in tears. Really, she enjoyed the sex, but she at least wanted a name to call out during so. It wasn't exactly the most greatest thing to hear herself breathlessly whimpering, "P-Puppy-!" in between heavy thrusts.
She was quite sure that if anyone were in her situation, they would feel the same way. But it didn't take long after that night, when she had asked him for his name for the first time, for her to come to an understanding as to why he wouldn't share his name with her.
A name was like an identification card. You tell someone's name, you let that person take a small step closer to you. And considering their relationship, even though so intimate, it was understandable to realize that it wasn't exactly the best relationship in the world. The scenario was probably something rare; a one out of ten. What were the odds of a fifteen year old loving the attention of a stalker, who was probably near their mid-twenties, and let said stalker take their virginity and make a habit of having heavy sex with them while their mother was out working? Not many.
And with that in mind, her 'master' probably knew that he couldn't trust her with his name. She wasn't the one who started this, after all. She had only allowed it, but it wasn't like the court would take that into consideration. She was only fifteen. She didn't exactly have any say on the matter.
"Miss Kagami." Her head snapped up, eyes blinking as she realized her teacher had snapped her out of her thoughts. The blue eyed man raised an eyebrow at her response and she felt her cheeks begin to burn. "Are you even paying attention?"
"I –…" she started and trailed, everything and everyone coming to a halt and turning towards her. She blinked at them, wide-eyed and embarrassed before turning back to the teacher. "I…I'll pay attention from now on. Sorry…"
Slowly, he nodded while lightly sighing. Turning back to the board, he resumed teaching after shaking his royal blue hair out of his eyes and the rest of the class returned to paying attention to him, causing Rin to slowly bow her head back to her empty notebook page.
"As I was saying before Miss Kagami decided to stare off into space, we all must realize the importance of an individual's face," he said, writing on the board with blue marker. Rin blinked at that and looked up again, only to see the word 'FACE' written on the dry-erase board in upper-case letters. "A picture or more like a visual, can have a deeper effect to a person's memory and leave a permanent mark in a history book. Wouldn't you agree?" Mr. Shion somewhat glanced at her before watching his students somewhat nod. He added, "I'm sure I'm not the only who sometimes remembers a face…but not their name."
Rin looked down at her notebook again and absentmindedly watched as her pencil slowly began to run against her paper.
F…A…C…E…
Slowly, her head tilted…and then she realized.
What does he have left to hide? I know his face. She thought, turning her attention back to Mr. Shion. I know his face.
She didn't know how she was going to do it, but she decided she'd just…improvise. How hard could it be to get "Puppy" to talk? He had a knack for respecting her. If she just…made it harder for him to have his way with her ('course, she wasn't so sure if it would be hard for him…considering…) and got him to just listen to her, perhaps he could at least come up with some sort of response.
Hopefully, in the end, though, he wouldn't just leave and never come back. She wasn't so sure about that kind of out-come; it wasn't like she thought it was so easy of him to just drop her. Sure, their relationship was…well, it wasn't like they didn't love each other. She knew, for her, she would forever be linked to him. She felt some pride in that, actually. Forever linked to an extremely handsome man who showed her the true potential of a man's ability to pleasure a woman.
Who wouldn't mind having that in their memories?
No, he wouldn't just leave so easily. She knew.
He would have already left by now.
So, overall, she only worried about trying to get him to talk, not about any other ridiculous doubts.
Night seemed to take forever to fall over the city. Rin almost started pacing. She was so eager; she wanted to just…finally know his name. She had to. Without it, all they had would continue to seem so…incomplete. It bothered her.
All she could think about were the things he made her feel when he'd come visit her. The raw passion, warmth, excitement, and desperation that made her feet want to curl. It was so real and, of course, she was no fool to the fact that that wasn't exactly the true love. It never really started out that way. She wasn't some stupid girl who truly thought this man really loved her.
This relationship…it was so complicated…and yet it made sense. Not to anyone else, perhaps. But only between her and this man, it did.
And always in the end, because she was always watching, he would prove that he at least felt something more than just the passionate, sexual want for her.
In the end, he would always look back and the only thing she would feel from those eyes…was love.
Rin didn't completely understand this man's true feelings in all. She knew he always wanted her and he always watched her. She knew the gazes he gave her and the rare words he'd whisper or groan in her ear during the height of ecstasy. But besides all those, she'd never heard a word from him.
She just wanted to take a step further. It was risky; she wanted this man to stay with her, in this way even – because she absolutely didn't mind it that way. But there was no telling. This man was an absolute mystery.
A mystery she would give anything to solve.
Because in her own way, she loved him. The same went for him.
But would she just…let this keep going?
Her teeth clenched as she sat down, not even looking at the clock nor noticing the fact that the moon was rapidly getting to highest in the sky.
What is this…, she thought to herself, eyes darting back and forth from one loose thread of soft yellow carpet to the other. Maybe I'm thinking too much…this has never happened before…
She started to suddenly retrace her steps.
The beginning; he starts watching her. Scared her at first, and then she began to become drawn to this certain attention and darkness. All of a sudden, he sneaks in while she's taking a shower and before the night is done, her virginity was violently (but consensually) taken from her. Then, their relationship began. Nights of her life; of him sneaking into her room in the dead of the night and taking her however many times – however many ways – he wanted and her finding herself absolutely drowning with a smile from it.
Now…what was this, after all these weeks? What was she just thinking? What was she truly feeling in her heart right at that moment…?
She closed her eyes, began to clear her mind; began to question her heart and herself for an answer – any kind of answer…she felt so lost…
And all she got, were the haunting, sweet and warm gaze of his deep blue eyes.
Those eyes…, she thought. That look he's given me so many times…
"Ah…" she finally sighed out and raised a hand to her forehead, proceeding to massage her temple. Her head was beginning to throb. I should just stop thinking. He's going to be here soon. I need to concentrate on making him… She blinked her eyes open then, thoughts coming to a halt. Wait…
Slowly, her gaze turned to her alarm clock.
1:37 am.
Rin breathed in slowly, feeling taken aback. Then, her stomach tightened and she felt like she had just been kicked.
She grasped at her shirt.
He didn't come.
Rin felt a sting with every second that passed after that. She didn't understand it.
She walked to school. His gaze wasn't there. She felt cold. Her head stayed in the clouds of a confusion she couldn't even decipher. The only thing she could really get out of herself was, what is this?
The more she thought, the more it began to change into, what did I do?
I hadn't even done anything.
Why didn't you come?
And by the end of the day, before the last bell rang, she was finally at the point of wondering…
Is it over…?
It didn't change even as she walked home. She didn't really have any room to think after that.
He didn't come again that night.
"Rin?"
Her head raised a little and though the haze, she made out eyes of teal. She blinked and a face came into focus.
"Rin," she watched as the face contorted into a look of concern. "Are you…?"
"Oh," Rin finally said. She forced a smile. "Miku…"
The girl slightly waved a little, awkwardly. "Hey, girly."
She lightly giggled and hoped it didn't sound too hollow. She didn't really need to deal with her friend right now, but she supposed she didn't have the choice. The least she could do was keep the girl from worrying about her as much as she already was.
She mentally rammed the hooves of her hands against her forehead. She was so stupid; she hadn't even spoken one word to her friends the day before. So much for keeping them off her tail. God, I'm stupid.
"Hey," she replied, giggling again and lightly waving back. "What's up?"
The girl, Miku, slowly fiddled with one of the pigtails she had, stroking her teal locks as she stared at her. "…Are you okay?"
She was glad that she didn't let her stuttering tongue have a voice. "I'm…well, I'm a little out of it," she forced out, finally. She didn't want to lie; she wasn't exactly lying.
Miku slowly nodded, considering her words as the truth. "Want to talk about it?"
Rin felt her eyes lower a little before she returned her gaze back to her friend's teal depths. "Um…if you don't mind, I…don't really want to…"
Deep within the teal pools, she saw a spike of worry become evident before it vanished and turned into understanding. "Alright," Miku said. "That's absolutely all right." She smiled down to her.
She forced another smile, nodding in wholehearted appreciation. "Thank you."
Slowly, Miku's smile began to widen. "No problem…but I have…a proposition."
Rin felt herself swallow and she, again, forced out, "That is…?"
Miku's hand gingerly clapped together, gently, eyes beginning to sparkle. Rin felt her brow twitch. She knew that sparkle and that cute little clap. The sweet mannerisms of Miku Hatsune. The habits Rin had fallen for and let the girl become her friend.
A sweet giggle left the girl's sweet mouth.
"You, me, Teto and Neru should totally hang at the mall," she said~, Rin thought to herself as she pushed the glass doors opened. Whatever. Just get it over and done with… She looked down at herself, feeling like a fool. What was she dressed for? A date or a simple few hours with her friends?
She might as well had been dressed for a date, considering she was wearing a frilled, baby pink skirt that stopped at her mid-thigh, a form-fitting black spaghetti strap shirt topped off with black flats and a matching, frilled pink sweater. She wanted to slap herself silly.
But, perhaps she needed this. She'd hardly seen her friends. All that had mattered to her for the past two months was…
Azure eyes trailed to the waxed floors under her feet, the world seeming to slow down around her. Nothing hit her ears for just one moment as his eyes collided with her mind again.
She shook it off. She couldn't think about that. She didn't even know anything.
She knew nothing at all.
All she knew was that she felt sick; the bad kind of sick. Before, she felt sick in a good way. She had been letting a man use her like the doll she was and loving every second of it…
Now…
Well, what could she say? She was glad, actually glad, that her mother had been smart enough to get her on birth control the moment she had started her first period. If anything, most likely, she would already been pregnant with that man's child.
The man she determined she would never get to know. The one who turned her night-world completely upside-down.
How could she have been so stupid? How could she have just…lost herself like that? How…?
And why did it hurt so much?
She couldn't…understand it. But she did understand the three pairs of different colored eyes inviting her over the more she forced her legs to move.
She decided that was good enough.
"So, you won't believe what happened yesterday," Neru Akita started, a thin golden eyebrow raised a little as she stared at the large bucket of chili-cheese fries in between all four of them. The other three girls looked her with slight interest, one pair looking a bit less interested and more hazy than the others.
"…What happened," Teto asked, voice muffled by the many fries crammed in her mouth. Neru's eye slightly twitched in disgust by that before she snorted.
"Yeah, yeah, hold your damn horses," she said, finally reaching out to get some of the fatty treat they had chipped in on. "I'm fucking hungry."
"Well," Miku blurted out, grabbing another handful, not caring about getting her hands dirty, and setting it on a small stack of already grease-caked napkins. "Why can't you just tell us what you have to say, drama-queen. Jeez, you always have these stupid pauses in between big things that you want to tell us, I'm getting sick of it."
Neru glared at the tealette and growled, "I said I'm fucking hungry. It can wait."
Teto began to slightly slap at the table; not loudly, just in a "quit the shit," kind of way. "Guys, shut the hell up, please~!"
Neru rolled her eyes as she mimicked her, mouthing the red-heads sweet way of telling them to 'STFU.' Miku snorted, throwing her hands up a little and turning her attention back on her food.
Rin lightly sighed, somewhat nibbling on a fry somewhat coated in cheese. "…Well, what is it…?"
The golden-haired girl with the side pony-tail blinked at her, surprised that she had even said something. The most the girl had done the whole time was smile at then and lightly giggle as they bantered with each other. It was weird of her…'course, Rin had been acting weird for quite some time. Miku wasn't kidding, she guessed. No wonder why she had told her to take it easy on the sunny blonde.
Sighing, Neru decided that her stomach could wait. They had waited long enough. "Alright, yesterday," she said, gathering everyone's attention. "I was sitting, like, over there, having my lunch break, texting my Mom because everyone else seemed to be busy, and this hot – I mean hotter than the fuckin' sun – came by and sat down in front of me and just started talking to me!"
Teto's eye began to twitch uncontrollably at that while Miku quickly chugged down a sip of her drink, washing down the food she had just crammed in her mouth, so she could talk. "What the hell? What'd he say?" All the girls began to lean in towards the golden-haired girl, who was somewhat smirking at the new she had just shared with her friends. Even Rin's eyes sparkled with interest…
Neru immediately started to spill. "He was like, "Hey," and I was like, "Hey yourself, hot-stuff." Oh my God, the smile he got after that was remarkable. It was too bad I was too entranced to sneak a picture of him- "
"Ah, what the fuck," Miku cursed out, brows furrowed out of annoyance. "Since when have you ever failed in sneaking a picture of someone, you creep?"
"Since fucking yesterday – I'm not arguing with you, Miku!" Neru snapped. "This guy was so friggin' sexy, it was too hard to concentrate."
"Whatever – whatever – just keep going!" Teto hyped, somewhat pouting. Rin even found herself nodding with a certain…eagerness. Miku only sighed and nodded in agreement.
Neru somewhat rolled her eyes before flicking some of her hair out of her face and continuing. "So, anyway, he gave me a gorgeous smile before asking for my name and what not. Of course I let natural charm kick in – "
"Oh my fucking Gosh…" Miku began to exasperatedly sigh out. "Just get on with it!"
"Fine, fine, jeez!" Neru roughly sighed in response and threw her hands up. "I told him my name, we flirted a little more and then he asked for my phone, told me he wanted to add something to my collection, since I'd told him I liked to text a lot. I let him have it – hell yeah, right Teto? – and the next thing I knew, he handed it back to me, thanked me, and was on his way." She slumped back in her chair as the rest of the girls let it all sink in. "Damn shame. He didn't tell me his name or anything! He didn't even leave his number like I thought he would've!"
Miku hummed as Teto merely sat with a peculiar, starry look in her eyes, mumbling about how mysterious men were so…alluring. Rin, meanwhile, merely sat as if she were some statue, blinking off into space. Neru decided she was probably in deep thought.
After a while, Miku went back to nibbling at her mini-"plate" of food, shrugging her shoulders. "Sort of sounds like a creep to me. What'd he look like?"
"Sexy."
"Be specific, dumbass."
"Ugh, whatever." Neru paused for a moment before continuing. "Tall, probably 6'4, excellent fair complexion. Had a nice physique – he probably works out three times a week. Damn, that's hot. Uh…sort of a stubble on his chin and…deep blue eyes. Yeah, really deep, like they held a lot. But they're cool, because they seem like they can look deep inside you – man, his eyes could pin me to a friggin' wall…"
Teto's eyes began to get distant as she began to imagine this man and it didn't surprise the rest of the group when she began to sort of drool. Miku practically used the rest of her body to put at much emphasis as she could as she rolled her eyes and Rin just…stared off into space, slowly begin to lose color on her face.
"Could we have a damn hair color, please?"Miku asked growlingly, immensely annoyed.
Neru's eyes narrowed at her for a moment before she answered. "Fuck Miku, you're seriously PMSing today. It's pissing me off!"
"Well you're being so stupid, just tell us details without so much commentary. I want to rip my hair out!"
"Grah, so damn frustrating!" Neru sneered before crossing her arms over her chest and roughly sitting back in her seat. Her head darted off to the side a little, grumbling to herself all before she stopped and blinked. She pointed.
Right at Rin's head.
"You know," she started, eyes looking slightly surprised. "Rin…his hair was a lot like yours. A bit lighter, as if he had natural highlights – his hair was like, fuckin' beautiful, a really bright blond. Practically white or something in some areas. I know he wasn't old, that's for sure but…" Her eyes squinted before she somewhat paled, realizing Rin's face getting whiter and whiter as the seconds ticked by. "Oh shit, he's not your uncle or some shit like that, right?"
Quickly, Rin shook her head stiffly and muttered out, "NO – uh, no, no way. Holy shit that's gross."
Neru's eyes narrowed a little. "You sure? I mean, I don't know his name but damn, he's going to be in my head for months."
Rin stared at her for a moment before suddenly scooting back her chair. "Y-Yeah, I'm sure," she said, quickly standing up. "I…need to-uh…take a piss or something." With that, she quickly left.
Neru got an expression the equivalent to 'what the fuck?' "…"Or something?" What the – " she turned towards Miku. "You're right, she's acting constipated or something."
Miku could only shrug her shoulders as she watched the sunny blonde rush off to the nearest women's bathroom.
"I don't know. I just hope she's alright…"
From: Unknown
Tonight.
His gaze returned while she walked home.
She couldn't believe it.
The moment she closed the front door of the apartment, tears of anger were already pouring down her face.
"Fuck you." Those were the first words out of her mouth the moment he closed the window.
Of course, he didn't say anything. That made her want to yell at him at the top of her lungs but she held back on that. The last thing she needed was a neighbor to frantically knock on her door, shouting to know her well-being. She didn't need to worry Luka like that. The blind woman had enough to deal with.
He took a step closer, eyes – like always – piercing into her. And of course they were soft. They almost seemed understanding. What a load of shit.
Why – Why do I care so much? She couldn't help herself from yelling in her head. She bit her lip.
"D-Damn it," she blurted out and looked off, face morphing into that of anger and yet, she was smiling. "Why…why won't you say anything?"
He came to a stop, already at least a foot away from her on her bed. She watched as he finally looked down to the floor and she was sure she heard him let out a sigh. Her eyes narrowed.
"What, did you seriously think that Neru wouldn't say anything? You absolutely intrigued her," she snorted after that, rolling her eyes. She sniffed a little. "God, and you just played it all cool and mysterious, taking her phone as if you were going to give her your number but instead you just memorized mine and used some restricted number to text me?"
He was looking at her again, the blue fading into a dark color and hardening. Her did, too.
"Whatever," she said, glaring at the carpet under his feet. "Piss off and go fuck her next, God knows she needs to get laid –," She was cut off all of a sudden by something colliding and grasping her chin, forcing her to roughly look up.
Fire was what she met in his gaze and his face was hard in a dark grimace. She immediately felt breathless. Her pulse began to quicken.
The next thing she knew, her face was slammed down into her pillow and some of her hair was so tightly grasped that tears began to bead at the corners of her eyes. Her head was roughly turned to the side and held down against the pillow. She sucked in a breath, felt her pajama bottoms being roughly worked off and tears began to somewhat overflow.
Her hips were pulled up high and her night shirt lazily folded down until it was hanging around her neck, leaving her back bare. Her legs immediately spread apart and she highly (yet softly) cried out when felt two familiar digits ram up into her, making her jump and somewhat sway. He jerked his hand, made her regain her balance. A second later, she felt him lean over her.
She could feel his firm, warm chest press against her back. Tears rolled over the bridge of her nose as she softly panted a little, painfully.
He exhaled against her ear. Her eyes slipped closed.
"Mum's the word, Rin," he said, sounding gentle and she somewhat choked a little as he slowly pulled his digits back and pushed them forwards not even a second later. She could do nothing but grasp at her sheets until her knuckles were white. "Sometimes, one just has to hold their tongue."
Her sheets began to get wrinkled as she fisted strongly at them. Her eyes squeezed shut as could only feel him continue and grow quick until she could feel herself starting to throb and accept him. Lightly panting, she could only mumble out, "When are you ever going to stop holding yours...Puppy…?"
His hold on her hair loosened considerably and her eyes lidded open, still tearing up but she was curious as to why he…
"Rin," she heard him sigh out and she felt herself turned over. She blinked up at the ceiling, tears rolling down the side of her cheekbone and towards her ear. Silence. Nothing. He had retracted his digits and she throbbed harder and erotically dripped; shameful and pathetic.
She slowly raised her head a little, eyes looking down as more tears gathered.
That gaze again; his eyes were soft and such a warm blue… How could she not melt? And he somewhat smiled up to her before leaning down, still staring back at her with that wonderful gaze, and gently butterfly kissing the sensitive skin between her breasts. She felt herself grow warm in the face, eyes half-lid in approval.
"Rin…" he whispered again and she watched as he turned his attention to the skin he had kissed and began to brush his lips against her, tickling her as he traveled up carefully. Collarbone, pulse, her jaw, then back down to her chest, abdomen – she felt his tongue somewhat jut out as she unconsciously arched against his lips with a sigh – and lower…lower…
Her hands had to find the sheets she had fisted at before as she let out a sweet gasp that only encouraged him.
"Ah…" Her breath hitched as eyes fluttered closed. She felt his hands, so warm and gentle, slowly run up her sides to make her arch and press more to his mouth in between her legs before they traveled down, caressing her. "Nn – Ah-h…" They grasped at her hips and made her stay in place.
She began to pant as he began to moan lowly against her, licking at her and making her begin to buzz whenever he would nibble at her. That satisfaction was running through her again; the same feeling she always felt when he made it known that he was enjoying himself.
"Ahhhh…" God, she loved that feeling. Her legs rested on his shoulders as he merely continued, soon – almost seemingly too soon – growing merciless. He pushed up and up, licking and sucking – exploring every bit of her until she had practically slap a hand over her mouth to muffle the sweet, falsetto whines and pleads. She could control herself; she was even shamelessly moving her hips along with his tongue, endlessly pressuring her to just tip – to just fall and God she wanted to, but…
"Pl-ease-!" she whimpered through her fingers, shakily raising her head to look down at him. His half-lidded, deep depths only looked up to her as he licked her clean again and clamped his mouth over her. Her heart began to patter against her chest violently, feeling warmth start to gather within her at a rapid pace, making her breath begin to stagger. Her eyes brightened and glowed in the shadow created by the moon spilling through window's somewhat pulled curtains as her head fell back on the pillow. "I – I w-want - !"
But of course, he didn't wait. And her jaws clenched as his humming continued to push her and push her and push her –
Until she finally tipped over, arching her back hard against him, pressing her heels against his back unconsciously as she poured violently into his hot cavern, and a long, high cry left her mouth as if she were in absolute agony.
When she slacked and somewhat trembled a little, panting heavily, flushed and undone beyond repair, she heard him swallow in the distance and begin to move. Her legs were gently set down on the bed, which felt like jelly and she was sure she couldn't even move them if she tried. Her eyes lidded open, watched though a temporary blindness as well as listened as he stood up and began to work out of his clothes.
She heard her name again, in the distance, and it was almost like she had been jolted out of a mini-sleep when she felt hands on her again. She was lifted up by the hips again, handled so gently that she heard herself softly moan in approval. And then she felt him press and push into her, making her jolt against uncontrollably whimper for she was still so sensitive...
She breathed out heavily, very slightly frowning, blinking her eyes a little as they began to focus on him. And again his beautiful face came into view, flushed with eyes so torrid towards her that slowly began to feel herself begin to throb again…
All though her arms were sluggish, they reached up and she watched as she gently caressed at his face. He only stared at her, very softly smiling and drew closer, pulling her to him until their chest met and they both sighed in approval at the contact.
She had missed him…
And he had missed her.
She gently swallowed as she breathed deeply, resting her head against the crook of his neck. She breathed out after what seemed like hours. "I'm okay now…"
She felt him kiss the side of her head…all before he finally whispered out…
"Never tell me to have someone else."
Two days had taken its toll. They both couldn't seem to stop until merely hours brought the moon to its highest. And the whole time…
Exhaustedly, she watched with a very softly smile on her face as he somewhat sluggishly got his clothes back on and comb at his hair to get it back into its usual medium tail. And to think she had been mad at him. Things were just fine…and he had proven that he didn't want anyone else. She no doubt in her heart about it anymore, nor that he would just up and leave all of a sudden.
It did bother her than he had disappeared for a couple of day, but then again…what was she to expect? And damn was it frustrating…
She wondered if she would ever learn anything about this man…
"Rin," she heard him call her lowly, and she looked up from starting off at the carpet absentmindedly.
"Hn…?" She blinked, staring back at his calm, stoic gaze. And for once, he actually looked away, seeming…disoriented?
Her brows slightly furrowed a little out of curiosity. What…?
She got her face back to the oblivious expression when his eyes snapped back to hers, and he was still hesitant.
"…Len," he finally said, blinking.
She got sort of an incredulous look, confused. "…Len?"
He nodded as his head slightly tilted a little. He looked at her weirdly before he said, quite matter-of-factly, "…My…name?"
She blinked. Stared. Blinked again before she rested more against her pillow. What the hell…
"Len…" she said slowly, letting it roll off her tongue. He nodded again, very slowly, raising a brow at her.
Oh… She thought. Len.
He watched her closely, eyes softening again, like usual, and her chest filled with warmth. She sighed, fighting to keep her eyes opened.
"Len…I like that name…"
Len…
His mouth turned up into a warm smile of his own, looking beautiful with the moon shining his hair as she began to drift off…
His name is Len…
Dear…God…
I'm going to bed. You guys have no idea how much I love you. *dies from exhaustion* Why do I do this to myself…nnnnn….Oyasumi~