Gojo Forehead Novels & Stories

I grоаnеd wіth thе іnѕtаnt pain, and mу hаnd instantly touched mу face, fееlіng thе wаrm blооd bеgіn to trickle dоwn my forehead. Hіѕ еуеѕ flickered fоr a mоmеnt, lооkіng almost ароlоgеtіс. Thеу ѕооn rеturnеd back tо thеіr ісу ѕtаrе, hіѕ face still held nо emotion.

Joey said cutting me and glaring at me. I did what he told me to do, "Now what?" I asked. "Now just imagine, someone who cares about you is standing in front of you. He comes towards you and holds you with so much tenderness that he makes you forget every problem you had. He kisses your forehead and just a small kiss on your forehead makes you feel all tingly at that spot. You can't live without him... Now tell me whom did you see?" "Damien," I whispered opening my eyes. I was met with Joey smirking at me, "I told you, there is something." He said.

Why am I tensed? Then our heads tilted toward each other. Smiles gleamed through our faces. Gelo pinched my chin softly. His head was crippled towards my face. Am I going to have my first kiss? No. His head moved up and he kissed my forehead. The golden rays of the sun passed through the gap between us. A kiss on the forehead means adoration to a friend, right? Not something romantic. “I love this moment for the two of us,” he said and he wrapped me inside his presence.

I asked. "Ah..." He began awkwardly and let go of me before moving back a little. "It's nothing." "It's not nothing, Hig. It looks like it hurt." He held my hand and kissed the back of my palm. "It doesn't hurt anymore so, don't worry." I heard someone giggle and I looked around his shoulder at the older woman stood behind him. She was short with straight, brown hair that was tied in a bun. She wore a grey suit and I couldn't help but notice that she resembled Higan quite a bit.

He moved closer to me, sat down on the table in front of me, and touched my forehead with his cold fingers "But your forehead looks fine to me" He looked into my eyes, and whispered out, and...and to be honest, he was right, and I knew it was the truth, there was absolutely nothing wrong with my forehead, nor did I had any weird stupid headache either. Fuck, the a little bit embarrassing truth was that I just wanted to keep looking at his face, and to see it closer, his blue eyes....his lips...even though thinking about it makes me sound like a psychopathic pervert, but Gosh, I really think am kinda sorta addicted to his face or something, that...

I asked him again, and he shrugged. "Anything is fine by me," He replied to me, and I nodded. He suddenly scrutinized his face as he stared at me through the mirror, and I raised my eyebrows confusingly. "Babe... What's that on your forehead?" He turned his head and looked at me. "Oh... This?" I touched my forehead and held myself from wincing. "It's nothing, baby. I woke up to it this morning," I replied to him. "My goodness! Come here," He held my hand and pulled me to his front. He pulled me down to his level.

Demon Aura was billowing, indicating that this was an expert of the Demon Clan. This person was tall but not heavy. He was well-built with long green hair spreading over his shoulders like a waterfall. His forehead was inlaid with a green jade, as if he had been born with it. He had clean-cut good looks with thin lips, a hooked nose, sharp eyes, and eyebrows raised upward. He looked majestic.

Jin was putting an ice pack to his forehead while Geo was trying to keep the water as cold as can be. It probably took a whole hour before the pain subsided. Shiro stayed in the water, trying to calm his rapid heartbeat. "Are you okay, Shiro?" Geo asked. It seemed like Hiroko was still on the phone. He heard some sound coming from Jin's phone. It lay on the counter on the bathroom at the moment. "I'll be fine," he told his beta. "Hiroko was right. It was worse because I've been fighting it." "Who is it?" Geo asked. "Why didn't you tell me before?"

My eyes widened further as I noticed a deep cut on his forehead, bleeding down the side of his face. His face, his complexion, is golden and tanned, almost as if he's been on a three-month holiday. My eyes widen like two saucers as I notice the structure of his sharp jawline. His eyes are large and the color of hazelnut, complete with a set of thick lashes. Even with the pain on his face, he's not a bad sight to look at.

As more rays of light shined at the zone, Jared covered his bleeding right eye with his hand while in front of the wind barrier, "Grrr... Is this true? Don't tell me is true? I injured... Grrr... the Great Jared the Divine Humane?! Ha!" Aghogho laughed then his face contorted, "hey, are you even fighting me for real?! Grrr... Why go... Grrr... this far in keeping the girl as your own, again... Grrr?"