Doll. -zm-

"Too innocent, it's captivating," he mumbled, forehead resting against mine, fingers in my skirt's belt loops.

"It's weird, doll. You feel like home."

***
In which he's a short-tempered man, and she's a little bundle of innocence. She felt like the home he never had. And he was the attention she never thought of getting.

© -deluxezayn