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[zesty-demon]

i wrote this as if like ben holding ur hand for the first time cuz ya

You and Ben were just walking through a nearby forest, enjoying the serene nature and gentle wildlife. It was a warm spring day where the sun shone brightly, but still held a slight chill in the air. The only sound that could be heard was that of your footsteps on the soft grass. There wasn’t anything exciting or new to see in the woods as you walked side by side; you simply enjoyed each others company, blissfully strolling through the tranquil scenery. You glanced at Ben who seemed lost in thought, his blue eyes gazing deep into the trees and the plants. His face lit up everytime a small animal ran past him, his lips quirked up and a smile graced his beautiful features. He was just so… Happy. You couldn't help but smile.

As you got closer to the tree line, you noticed something in front of you. A large pond had come into view, filled with tiny fish swimming about. As you got a bit closer, you could see more details; there were a few flowering trees here and there, lily pads floating in the water, lotus flowers blooming and frogs on mossy rocks croaking at the new visitors to the pond. You let out an impressed hum; it looked really beautiful. Ben noticed your expression and turned to look at you with a smile. You both go to sit on the rocks around the pond to watch the content fish swimming around aimlessly.

"It's nice, isn't it?" he asked, leaning into you. Your heart raced as he said this; you never knew how much you loved the things that made Ben happy until now. You leaned back into him and put a hand over his, and in response Ben intertwined your fingers for the first time.

“Yeah, it is,” you reply, smiling down at your joined hands. You took another glance at Ben; he was looking at you, with such affectionate eyes and such a gentle look. It was almost as if you could feel his love radiating off of his body in waves, making you giddy with happiness. You could get used to this.

[zesty-demon]

Eyeless Jack was the type of man that had no need for makeup. Despite having demonic features, he had skin as clear and smooth as a porcelain doll. He has fluffy hair styled to frame his face perfectly, giving him a look very similar to those dolls from an antique shop. His hair is the color of a warm autumn afternoon with a sparkle to them. His eyes are a prominent indicator that he is not human, as they grew back during the transition of human to demonic entity. They are black like obsidian and shine like liquid mercury, but have no pupil.

He is 7’1” with an extremely muscular body, fit for someone who spends every waking moment in a fight or two, yet remains calm and peaceful towards others. His muscles are well defined and his bone structure is particulaly sharp, making him look like one of those scary looking vampires from television shows. When you see him in the daylight, his pale, blueish-grey skin will almost look like ice, sparkling in the luminescence.

[zesty-demon]

Jeff looks into your eyes with nothing but pure love and appreciation for the joy you bring into his life daily. You always know what he needs, even if he doesn’t say it out loud. He loves that about you and he can see why. There is no one else he would rather do everything with. Jeff knows there isn't anyone else in this world who makes him feel as special and appreciated as you do. When you smile at him like he's the only thing in the room, it lights up his entire being. And when you touch his hand or hold onto his arm, he feels like he's going to float away and never return. He has never felt more loved. He looks at you with love so strong, that he sometimes forgets how to breathe. But you're his oxygen, the only person he can depend on and want by his side. And you are in love with him.

The two of you share everything with each other, from music to movies to books. You make his days brighter, and just seeing your face every day fills his heart with warmth. You've given him hope and faith in the future. You've taught him to live better. To be a better person. To believe in something bigger than himself. That's why Jeff cherishes every moment spent with you. You're the sun to his light and the moon to his dark. You're his home, and Jeff will always be thankful you came into his life. You are his best friend, the love of his life, until the very end. Which came sooner than either of you could ever anticipate.

All he can do now is stare longingly at your marble grave, freshly cleaned with beautiful flowers replaced weekly by Jeff with tears running down his face like raindrops that fall on the ground. He takes a deep breath before burying his head in his hands. He wishes he had told you, wished that you had heard the words from his mind instead of his mouth. But it is too late now.

The past cannot be changed.

"I miss you," he whispers to no one. "So much."

It seems that no matter how hard he tries, he can never get enough of you. Even when he wakes up every morning without you beside him, he still dreams about you.