HAI AGAIN. :D
This one's kinda...evil. I like it, though. I don't know why... ^^;
READ.
Harsh Love.
Angry words, harsh, biting at the boy. He wasn't hurt, though. This didn't hurt. He stayed calm, collected, simply standing there, embracing the storm as he twirled his hair.
Why was he so angry in the first place?
He thought he could take it; thought he'd be able to withstand anything he threw at him. Well, he was wrong.
He broke. The moment it snapped across his pale cheek, he broke. His ebony eyes overflowed with emotion, his lip trembled, his fingers faltered.
The boy wished he could take it back. Wished he could find the rewind button for just one moment. But he couldn't. All he could do was hold him; hold the broken boy together to keep from losing the pieces.
And seal him back together with a gentle, apologetic kiss.