Connor Murphys lips are soft.
His touch is careful and he treats me as if I am fragile.
He acts as if I am broken glass and he wants to put the pieces back perfectly.
That's why he's so delicate.
Because he wants niether of us to be hurt in this process.
It doesn't hurt.
I'm not afraid.
This all excites me and makes my heart race.
Connor Murphy in general makes my heart race.
As we separated, a blush and a stupid smile covered my face.
A giggle left my lips.
I felt fuzzy and floppy and all kinds of dizzy.
It was amazing.
'I like you romantically as well Hansen'
His face was dark red and his smile caused crinkles by his eyes.
Nothing would leave my lip, so I only latched onto him again.
My hands in his hair and my lips against his.
My only thought was 'yes'.
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Evans Hansens Narration of Love
FanfictionEveryone seems to hate Evan, but that's ok because he's on the same boat. Until he meets Connor Murphy that is.
