β‘ TW. Dead Dove // Read at Your Own Risk ; β‘ WC. 640
The house was quiet.
Not the kind of quiet that came with peace, but the kind that lingered like ghosts in the walls. The kind that hummed beneath the floorboards, thick and oppressive, watching. Waiting.
You knew better than to break it.
But then, so did he.
The warmth of his hand brushed against yours, deliberate, lingering longer than it should. A ghost of a touch that made your breath hitch in your throat. You didnβt pull away. You never did. Not anymore.
“Itβs a beautiful night, ainβt it?” His voice was soft, almost wistful, a deep rumble that settled in your bones like the remnants of a dream. His drawl curled slow and sweet, dripping honey over something darker. “Reminds me of when things were better.”
You said nothing.
His fingers found yours again, this time curling around them, holding. Not tight. Not forceful. Just there. An echo of something long lost, something he still had the audacity to pretend wasnβt dead and buried.
You wanted to tell him to stop. To let go. To not do this. But the words lodged themselves in your throat, suffocated under the weight of his touch, his presence, his everything.
He turned to you then, his gaze heavy, filled with something almost resembling reverence. Almost. “You ever think about it, sweetheart? Before all this? When it was just you and me?”
Your pulse stuttered.
You didnβt want to think about it. About how, once, his touch had been warm instead of suffocating. How his words had felt like a shelter instead of a cage. How he had kissed you like you were his salvation, instead of a possession.
But he did.
He thought about it all the time.
“I do.” His voice dipped lower, softer, as if he could hear the war waging in your head. As if he delighted in it. “All the time.”
His hand shifted, coming to rest against your cheek. A tender touch. A loverβs caress. You hated how familiar it was. Hated the way your body still remembered, still shivered under his fingers, even when your mind screamed against it.
He leaned in, slow, deliberate. Giving you the illusion of choice. Like you could move away. Like you ever could.
“Still the prettiest damn thing I ever laid my eyes on,” he murmured, breath ghosting over your lips. “Ainβt fair, how you still make my heart hurt.”
You hated him.
You hated him because you knew he meant it.
His lips brushed against yours, featherlight, testing. Not demanding. Not taking. Not yet. The softest kiss he had ever given you. And that made it worse. Because he wasnβt supposed to be like this. He wasnβt supposed to make it feel real again.
“I know you hate me,” he whispered against your lips, his fingers tangling in your hair, holding you there. “I donβt blame you. Hell, I hate me too.”
A shudder ran through you.
His thumb traced your jaw, tilting your face up, forcing you to meet his eyes. And for a moment, just a moment, you saw something there. Something raw. Something vulnerable. Something that looked too much like the man you used to know.
But it wasnβt.
Because the man you used to know didnβt exist anymore. And this? This was just another trick. Another pretty lie wrapped up in a loverβs touch.
“But I love you,” he said, voice cracking at the edges. “Always have. Always will.”
Your chest ached.
Because he meant it. Because he believed it. Because, in the twisted ruins of whatever this had become, he still thought this was love.
His lips found yours again, soft and slow, coaxing. Like he was trying to remind you. Like he was trying to make you remember.
And maybe that was the worst part.
Because for a split second, you almost did.
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DC: Dick Grayson
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How to Live as an Illegal Healer: N/A
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I’m Not That Kind of Talent: N/A
Jujutsu Kaisen: Shiu Kong
Kill The Hero: N/A
Love and Deepspace: Caleb
Mobile Legends: Bang Bang: N/A
MONSTER: N/A
Naruto Shippuden: Hidan, Zabuza Momochi
One Punch Man: Suiryu
Reverend Insanity: N/A
TOUCHSTARVED: N/A
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