His skin was cold.
His stare was cold.
His green eyes? Cold.
His lips? Cold.
He spoke, the room dropped 45 degrees almost.
Everything about him was cold.
But boy, did he keep me warm.
New book idea!
That'll probably take me umpteen years to get the first chapter up! Woohoo for procrastination!
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Control (Michael Clifford Demon AU)
FanfictionHis skin was cold. His stare was cold. His green eyes? Cold. His lips? Cold. He spoke, the room dropped 45 degrees almost. Everything about him was cold. But boy, did he keep me warm.
