The smell of peaches and soft skin
No face
But yet she was beautiful
Who though
Love
What was love
A thought I keep walking around
The smell of peaches, this was the smell
Of her soft skin
And her beautiful
Eyes
Hunk stared at the ceiling, frustrated
This image in his head, and Idea he couldn't focus on, the name of it in the top of his tongue
The thought had always been with him, in the back of his mind
A person
Someone who made his heart flutter and yet
He doesn't know them
Are they real?
His lions making it worse, it's like it know something, and is trying to tell him but yet
All he sees is a blank space in is history
And with that, he gives in to exhaustion
A tear rolling down his face
Love
My love
Why can't I pin point it
I want to but I can't
I want to remember
Who were they?
Did I love them?
Did they love me?
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Lost (hunk x reader story)
FanfictionI don't wanna spoil but this involves some angsty shit, this is the idea I had if I were to be in Voltron, it would kind be my story arc. This will also be fluffy and the reader is artsy, I really hope you enjoy (I love hunk too much, I wish he wer...
