"I promise."
Tales’ breath hitched, eyes searching Raja’s with raw desperation. His voice trembled, barely more than a whisper.
It wasn't enough. He need more assurance. He needs to know that this is not just a dream.
“Say that you love me.”
Raja didn’t even pause. His answer came fast—like it had been sitting on the edge of his tongue for far too long. His eyes were shining from the faint street lights as he said those words.
“I love you.”
The air between them shifted—thick, electric, impossible to ignore. It feels like Tales' saw millions of stars in Raja's eyes. His heart beat fast and he can only clench his hands on Raja's chest before surged forward, clasping his hands on Raja's nape.
This kiss wasn’t soft.
It wasn’t hesitant.
It was fire and hunger and every unspoken word finally released. Their mouths collided with much urgency, lips crashing together like they’d been starved—like they were desperate to claim, to prove, to feel. Hands tangled in hair, fingers fisted in clothes
