He touched my face and I felt a thousand butterflies attack my stomach. I looked into his beautiful dark eyes and he didn't dare to smile. "What do you say?" His voice mumbled in the darkness. I broke out a weak smile. "I pick my poison, and it's you." And even though I could see nothing but his face, I felt my whole world disappear as his lips met mine.
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Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤
FanfictionJust some things I write when I'm bored :) -♡︎ means imagine -☽ means author's note -✍︎︎ means headcanon -♪ means song imagine -✞ means smut I will take prompt requests, but I do not take personal requests, sorry! All of the headcanons/imagines are...
