Re-Arranged
A glint of defiance as she smirks, plump lips pulling up at the side as she challenges him, echoing an answer he deemed false and boring.
“I don’t know,” she insists, and with those enchanting eyes holding such a playful- such a deviant charm, Blaze could feel the air begin to leave his lungs, draining with each passing moment as time around them slowed. They truly were a beauty. Shining like the gemstone and so hypnotic that he couldn’t bring himself to look away. He felt weak in the knees and has to fight to remain steady in his squatted position, narrowing his stormy blues as he fights her.
“You’re lying,” he speaks, voice quiet yet stern, always unwavering and even.
Sikat na Kabanata