"Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood," Yuuki mumbled to herself quietly from her book, 1984. She looked at the clock and found that she had been reading for almost 2 hours. She caressed the hair of the sleeping form below her once more and closed her book.
He looked so serene like this, so much younger that he normally appears. She brushed the hair from his face. She could see that he let his guard down with her sometimes, and right now, he didn't wear the mask that he usually wore. He looked normal, like a little boy that had to grow up too quickly. She traced the outline of his face with her finger, from his forehead down to the angle of his chin. He was beautiful, too beautiful to be real. She put her finger on the spot between his eyebrows, traced down the slope of his nose and onwards, lingering for a moment at his lips. She had only kissed him that one time, when he changed her into a vampire, but that was with a mouthful of blood between them so she didn't really remember what that felt like. She looked at his face again and wondered what it would be like to have his lips pressed against hers. He was the only one who she had ever kissed, if you called that kissing, so her experience was limited. Mesmerized, she bent her neck to place her lips against his. At the last moment, she hesitated and returned to her original position. No, not like this. Their first should be special. She picked up her book again and started where she left off.
Even unconscious, he was so distracting.
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