𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄 (Sinister)

xii. KISSES

❝ your lips pressed
to my neck ❞

pairing! dylan/milo (mylan)
summary! milo has his own way to
wake dylan up

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POV Dylan

„I'm sorry, Dylan", Milo looked at me. I shook my head. „No, please stay. Don't...Don't do that to me." Milo laughed a bit. „Oh, Dylan."

Tears formed in my eyes as I walked to him. „I love you, Milo. Please, stay.." His hand touched my cheek gently and I felt that beautiful feeling in me again. „I don't love you anymore", he suddenly said, „I'm in love with your brother."

His last words broke my heart.

I began to wake up slowly, my body shivered.

It was a nightmare.. Milo never left me.

My heart was pounding fast. I wanted to turn around in my bed, but I couldn't. Something - or somebody - lay on top of me. Before I could open my eyes, I felt a pair of lips on my own.

They were cold, but soft and I knew who was kissing be. These lips tasted so familiar. My body relaxed and my hands wandered into my boyfriend's hair. Our lips moved slowly against eachothers. His hands cupped my cheeks.

After a while we broke the kiss to breathe. Milo's gaze was loving and he kissed my nose lightly. „Good morning, love". I smiled tired, already missing his lips on mine. „Milo, how late is it really?" He chuckled. „Well..midnight, to be honest", I rolled my eyes.

„It's just...I saw you had a nightmare and your lips are making me crazy. I couldn't hold myself back", he attacked my lips again and I wish he would never stop.

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