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His breath was hot on her skin as he pulled her close, hand pressed tightly to the small of her back. She felt his eyes searching her face but somehow was only able to focus on how close his lips were. Her intake of breath was the only sound in the silent room, yet it echoed as she fell into him, letting her hand grasp his arm desperately.
Shadows clung heavily to one side of Ethan’s face as the feeble light from behind the curtains struggled to touch him. His head fell slowly forward until his forehead touched hers, his hair tickling her skin and his bright eyes falling shut. There was no movement in the world for a few brief seconds, only their chests, close enough to touch, rising and falling almost in sync as Alyssa stood paralyzed. She was afraid to speak, to move towards what she wanted for so long, and shatter the moment, but then Ethan spoke in a voice hushed, warm, and full of emotion.
“You are my everything.”
Before she could even attempt to make her brain pull out words that would begin to describe the waves crashing against her ribcage, throwing her heart towards the boy in front of her, she closed the gap between them and his lips were against hers. He pulled back slightly in surprise, but Alyssa wouldn’t let them part. Her hand knotted in his shirt and kept him close, and he seemed happy to oblige. His lips were soft and gentle as his hand came up to cradle her face with utmost tenderness.
The slightly chapped skin of his lips left hers as he pulled away to breathe with a smile that made more heat rush to her face than she thought possible. He didn’t leave her lips lonely for long though; Ethan bent close to her again, lips a bit firmer, as his excitement bled through.
Her heart hammered in her chest and she felt like she couldn’t breathe but she hadn’t been this happy in months. For a few brief moments she could forget that tomorrow she might not be here, that women, children, families, might be destroyed and it would be her fault. She could forget that she had scars from bullet wounds and broken glass, that Ethan had bruises covering his skin and still healing scars. For a few moments, they were just a boy and a girl, alone in a tiny bedroom sharing their first kiss. When Ethan pulled back and was breathing as hard as she was. His face was flushed, his eyes twinkling and alive, and she pressed a last, light kiss to his cheek, before tucking herself against his chest.
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