Status: something a little bit different ♡

Coal Spines

dust.

"You can't do this, Belle."

But I can, and you're going to-- you're going to have to watch me, Rhett, because there is something in your lovely eyes that tells me you like me, love me even - that you like this, how I can crawl beneath your frail skin and stay there, collecting like dust.

Except that I do lower it down, thinking about you, but it doesn't help my case. I just want you more, and I want you to stay mine - just mine, Rhett, just mine.
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I really had no idea what to do with this, so it was supposed to be finished, but after a break, I was supposed to actually gain some of the motivation / inspiration back, so I'll probably add few more chapters.