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"You can love moon immensely and still don't know what to do if you get it one day." He uttered his quote very softly. "Just like you can be craving for love and still don't know what to do when you get loved by somebody." I quoted back. I open my eyes and my eyes met directly to his dark chocolaty orbs. "You are the only warm thing on this cold dark place, how can anyone not crave you?" He leaned in closer. "I have seen dead people for centuries, how can I not crave for somebody with life." He hold my chin and tilt my face up. "How can I not crave these quick breaths you take whenever I get close to you?" He took a long breath and so did I. His fingers wrapped themselves around my neck and then went behind my ear and then moved into my hair. He pulled them back, bringing my face closer to his and i almost feel my lips touching his but not entirely. It was just a mere brush. My lips are still un-kissed, yet. "Do you have any idea how much i want to feel life? " He hushed. I shook my head in a no, maintaining the eye contact. Too numbed to say anything. He smirked and his eyes smiled. "Do you want me to show you?" He challenged and i licked my lips in anticipation. Yes! I gasped internally. I knew he can read my mind. "Words. Use your words. I want to listen it from that preety little mouth." He smirked again because he was clearly enjoying it. It made a take another deep breath. The scent of petals entering in my lungs with a gush and blossoming flowers inside. "Show me." I asked. "Show you what?" He teased. "Show me how much you want me." I almost commanded. "Was that a command to the God of underworld by a human?" He teased again. "Curiosity of a living being to be feel loved by the God of deads." I smiled this time.
chapter 1.
