El Diablo touched you for the first time.He was scaredScared and frightened to scorch the soft skin that he fell in love with.His eyes could only ever wonder, his hands to hesitant to touch you.But that didn’t mean he never wanted too.And oh, did he want to.He wanted to hold your hand, to caress your cheek; he dreamt of drawing pictures of imaginary lines on the palms of your hand whilst you were just sitting down.You would watch the way his eyes would look at your hands, imagining how soft they would be.You could see when you smiled, his eyes would ponder to your lips, mesmerizing him.He’d never hurt you, and you knew he wouldn’t intentionally. He was too kind and scared at this time of his life, like a child afraid of a monster; except his monster, was him.But one night, whilst sleeping peacefully, your fingers had brushed against his.He was awoken in an instant, and his body grew tense.His breathing became tight, and his eyes pondered to you.Fast asleep, you did not move an inch.He watched the ceiling, the linger fuzz of your finger touching him like a dream that he could remember.The crickets outside sang in the lonely night.He looked again to you, his eyes soft and his fingers hesitant.His mind fought like a battle ground, his mind and hand in a stalemate.He wondered the touch of your hand.But then slowly, like the moon in the sky, his hand became drawn to yours. His fingers hovered over your hand, wondering if he should dare.And he did.The tips of his fingers touched your soft hand, which was soon to be engulfed in his.So soft, and so calm.Your eyes fluttered open, and he quickly retreated, scared that he’d burnt you.You watched, his eyes looking directly at yours. You shook your head,“You didn’t burn me.” Your voice was croaky and your eyes tired.“Are you sure?” His voice was deep. You smiled and nodded.“You should sleep.” You whispered. The night was high and he’d had trouble with his sleeping lately.And so gently, you grabbed his hand, your fingers the softest thing he’d ever felt.“But-”“You’re not going to burn me,” You said again, reassuring him.“We don’t have to do anything else.” You said, “We can just do this.”Shortly, your eyes closed. He watched you relax, and then pondered over to his hand in yours.He smiled.It was was a warm sensation that made his stomach flutter in a strange way. He’d never felt this before, and he never thought he would.So gently, before he fell asleep, he lent over and kissed the top of your head. Awake ,but unknown to him, your stomach jumped into a pool of butterflies. You withheld a smile, and felt a short squeeze of your hand, before the attractions of sleep took you away.-Thanks for waiting so patiently for me to finish exams guy! I really appreciate it! <3-Hope you like this, i loved him in suicide squad ! Love it!-Sorry it’s short too.
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