Teardrop X Gelatin Novels & Stories

But honestly, it felt good to be spoiled and showered with attention. “Here, let me put some healing hydrogel on it. It will promote healing and ease the pain.” Afraid it might hurt, I squeezed my eyes shut as he applied the gel. He was so careful and gentle—it broke my heart. This mix of mistrust and tenderness made me want to cry. “Why such a sad face, Valentina? It’s just hydrogel—you’ll feel better,” Raffaele teased softly. I was just about to answer when a sudden, deafening BANG shattered the stillness.

He kept the pad of his finger on my cheek and took a drop on his finger pad. “ These tears are very costly. They contain mascara which is a thousand bucks, then eyeliner which is three thousand bucks, then it smudges the costly foundation and other things that are applied on your cheeks, then it has feelings which are priceless. So you see these things make these tears priceless. Next time think before you let them leave your eyes.” A smile made its way to hearing his cheesy words. Seeing my smile, his lips curled in a beautiful smile. He pulled me in his embrace.

I felt bitter about it. Shortly afterward, Celine broke her embrace. She raised her head and looked at me with her usual warm smile. The smile that always intoxicated me. "Are you okay now?" I asked as I reached out to gently rub her cheek. "Um," she replied, nodding her head. My gaze locked on her, who was still smiling. "I hope you weren't hurt by Alpha Archer's words before, Celine." "Haha... what are you worried about, Zelos? I'm fine! And I'm not hurt by it, ok?" Of course, I knew that her laughter and smile were her way of healing the wounds in her heart.

The once delicate drizzle that tapped the window soon turned into a heavy pressing my cheek to his forehead, my lips meeting his temple. Tightly Wrapping my arms around him, I feel him shake underneath my grasp and feel his tears begin to soak my t-shirt. I attempt to hold myself together, mustering up enough strength for the both of us. The once delicate drizzle that tapped the window soon turned into a heavy downpour. Raindrops threatened the glass with lightning shows and sounds of thunder, drowning out my faint hushes and his held-up sobs. All I did was hold him, making sure to never let