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Best Friends Poem, and a little personal note to them at the end.
"can i have this dance, y/n?" he whispered in your ear as his lips brushed lightly against it sending shivers down your spine.
Please read with a british accent. Thank you.
"𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉?” 𝑯𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔, 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓.
“No one is coming in-” He looked you up and down. “Or leaving.”
"The syndrome called you
You lure me in and shake me
Behind your childlike innocent face
A frightening side of you, gives me goose bumps"- 🎶Criminal🎶 by Taemin
“Would getting tea together one day be alright with you?”
"Um, excuse me-” You felt uncomfortable having to yell over the thundering bass. “Do you mind if I ask what the name of this place is?"
He simply, stayed there, gazing into your eyes as if he could read every thought you’d ever had.
It was then that you saw him.
Or, more accurately, he saw you.
You brought your knees up to your chest, your breathing rapid. “What... What are you?”
The room went silent as the dark haired boy looked down at his trembling hands.
As the footsteps neared you whipped around, holding the blade out in front of you.
Best Friends Poem, and a little personal note to them at the end.
"can i have this dance, y/n?" he whispered in your ear as his lips brushed lightly against it sending shivers down your spine.
Please read with a british accent. Thank you.
"𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉?” 𝑯𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔, 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓.
“No one is coming in-” He looked you up and down. “Or leaving.”
"The syndrome called you
You lure me in and shake me
Behind your childlike innocent face
A frightening side of you, gives me goose bumps"- 🎶Criminal🎶 by Taemin
“Would getting tea together one day be alright with you?”
"Um, excuse me-” You felt uncomfortable having to yell over the thundering bass. “Do you mind if I ask what the name of this place is?"
He simply, stayed there, gazing into your eyes as if he could read every thought you’d ever had.
It was then that you saw him.
Or, more accurately, he saw you.
You brought your knees up to your chest, your breathing rapid. “What... What are you?”
The room went silent as the dark haired boy looked down at his trembling hands.
As the footsteps neared you whipped around, holding the blade out in front of you.