or call it murder,
kill me quietly.
Written by Hibe.「 Indie OC blog 」
or call it murder,
kill me quietly.
Written by Hibe.「 Indie OC blog 」
This is the story of the two who fell in love.
This is the story of the two silly fools.
This is the story of the two broken ones.
“Whaddya say?”
“I don’t know what to say.”
“Just say you’ll stay. And yes.”
“Yes. I’ll stay.”
Marriage. The ultimate commitment, no? After being together for god knows how many years, becoming committed to that one person you’ve always been with doesn’t seem all that bad. Doubt had soon clouded the newly-bred wife’s mind. “Are you sure, Leon?” “Positive.” “But what if–” “I don’t want to hear any doubts. I want to stay with you for as long as I breathe, and that’s the truth.” A curt nod was given to him; in all honesty, she didn’t know how to properly deny him, I mean, this was marriage. And she had never thought she would get married before, certainly not with him. Her heart was awestruck and her gaze puddled as droplets were lead ashore to the face of her cheek, exposing themselves.
( How embarrassing, ) she thought,
( to think I would get worked up over this. )
( I’m so stupid. )
Bowing the head filled of ebony locks, she bowed her head mercy to her own thoughts, an individual index finger coming to wipe the lone tears before gazing to meet his welcoming aurelian hues. Corners succeeding to interpret her contentedness. Noticing this, his laugh bellowed throughout their shared room before he mocked her, a pinch to her cheek following until his words came about. “What’s this? Is little miss terse actually feeling something? I’m shocked!” Abruptly cutting loose his grip, a kiss then ensued on the now bruised cheek; his arms wrapping tightly around her dainty body figure and sitting her on his broad shoulders, holding her tightly and proudly as if she were sitting on a throne.
( You’re so stupid, but… )
( I love you. )