FATES DOESN'T ASK
The closeness, the heat, the way our breaths mingled… it was enough to make the world disappear.
“Tomorrow,” I whispered after a long silence, “there’s that party. Big, crowded, loud… and I have to go.”
Eryx frowned slightly but nodded, pressing his hand over mine. “I’ll be waiting for you. Just… don’t forget tonight.”
"Never,” I said, holding him tighter. “I’ll carry it with me, always.”
But I want you to go with me I want them to know you are claimed ,
Eryx looked at me for a few seconds " ok but we are not fated and am scared you know I don't like social interaction",
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