pariah-r

[pariah-r]

Hydro eidolon is like an A.I or something. You can't convince me otherwise.

[pariah-r]

He looks breath-taking; especially right now—under the light of a warm afternoon. Highlighting his black hair, making it look like a dark shade of brown. It looks like chocolate. Truly, he does—overall look like a sweet treat—a delightful person to be around.

“If you would borrow something from me, what would it be?”

It is a foolish question. Why would he ask such a petulant inquiry? He already knew the answer. No matter how stereotypical it is—your answer will be sincere. Not out of flirtatious comebacks, no.

His lips twitched a little. Perhaps he was expecting a fast response. Well, you too, expect a rapid reply from yourself.

But there is something about the way he had asked his question. The way his eyes darkened when he had whispered the last syllable. He wanted to hear something hidden. An explicit response he knew that you would never disclose to him, unless he becomes the subject of your dreams.

“If you would be so kind master, I would like to borrow your mouth.”

An amused snort came from him, lightening the dark atmosphere brought by your prolonged thinking for a comeback. His lips formed into a small smile and nodded—a signal to go on.

“It is a coalescence of all the feelings I have towards you..... All innocent and sinful desires I wish to share with you. I would like to hear my name from your lips—in all scales, and in all pitch.

I would like to mold your mouth; shape it into different forms, so that it will only comply with my commands; so that I can feel your lips in every way I want.”

Your breath is hitching. You think you are going to cry. You had averted your eyes away from him mid-sentence. He will surely hate you, you thought. You'll probably drop out of class after this. You don’t care anymore. He wanted this and he wanted more.

So, you'll give it all.

“Master, you said that the words you say define what you’ll become... If that is the case then I would order your words so that they will only speak of me and to me only. I would make your words adjure to please me until you are willing to do it by actions. Master, I’ll fill your lips-“

“You’re especially taking your time, aren’t you?”

“Pardon?”

He stood up from the grass and dusted his pants. He looked down and sighed deeply.

“When are you going to answer my question? It was really simple. Haa, you’re turning pale. I think you really need a break.”

Loving someone so utterly mysterious and unavailable is very dangerous.

“Your hoodie.”

Some things must be left unsaid. Keep it inside your heart and bury it in your blood. Like a poison, let it circulate to your body and take responsibility for the aftermath.

The leaves softly crunched upon his halt. He faced this way and slightly raised one of his eyebrows.

What you need right now is a safe answer. A safe sweet answer, befitting to this kind and warm weather.

“I like your hoodie... It looks very comfy."

Safe, safe, safe. Sweet and safe.

"How about you? What would you like to borrow from me?”

A soft scoff left his lips.

“I thought you’ll never ask.”

He paused for a moment and slowly made his way toward you. His lips brushed against your ear whilst shaping into a smirk. One of his arms ghosted around your figure, ensuring and keeping the distance between the two of you.

“If you would be so kind little one; I would like to borrow your soul.”

Your eyes widened.

Fascinating.

Truly fascinating.

Love is mutual. It is a reflection in the water that ensures every movement will be reflected—if not exactly, then contorted. You subconsciously knew you had it coming and it made you feel safe.

Safe, safe, safe.

Safe and more innocent than the feelings he had towards you.

The weather is truly apt for today's interaction.

If not contrasting then distinguishing whose affection is much eviler than the other.

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