1 Work by bxmbshell
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“what’s on that pretty lil’ mind’a yers, sugar?” he spoke in that soft tone— an invitation to talk, the prompt you’ve been waiting for. you felt his eyes bore into you as he waited patiently; but you knew if you didn’t say anything, he wouldn't be upset either. that’s just the type of man he was.
you inhaled quietly before speaking. “jus’ think’n bout how things would be if i picked differen’ly.”
another stillness envelopes on you two. your heartbeat thrums in your ears. he knew what you were implying, and the thought makes his chest swell and ache all the same. he was so close to you, so close that he almost considered the touch of your locks wrapped around his fingers once more, knowing that they’re still as soft as the last time he held you. or placing a hand over your own, gently pressing his palms into your wrist to feel the thud of your heartbeat. or going as far as to steal a kiss—