《DELICATE || TEWKESBURY [1]》𝐱𝐢𝐢𝐢.
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and cried in her shoulders as the girl patted his back, closing her eyes shut. The boy them pulled away and tucked the loose hair behind her ears. A tear trickled down his cheeks.
"I thought you wouldn't wake up. I thought I was going to be alone and and ", Tewkesbury stammered. Y/N gave him a look of sympathy and furrowed her eyebrows. She gently placed her hands on his cheeks and used her thumb to wipe his tears.
"Sh," she hushed and gazed at his eyes, diving in them only to end up drowning as well.
"I'm here now. I never really expected to see the day that you cry in front of me. Much more because of me." The girl said.
"I was you promised ", he stuttered once again. Y/N smiled and leaned up to his forehead, giving him a kiss.
"I kept my promise. I'm sorry I took too long," she said.
"I had a hard time rap battling with the Devil. Turns out hell's not as hot as I expected." She added sarcastically.
Tewkesbury laughed as he sniffled once again. "You have the faintest idea of how much I missed you." He said.
"You just know what to say now, don't you? How sweet is that tongue, Tewkesbury? How many ladies out there have you uttered those beautiful words while I was asleep?"
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"I have uttered such to only one."
"Dare I ask who?"
He stared at her with such admiration and affection. He took her hand and watched it as he interlaced their fingers together again.
"Can you recall that moment when you told me love is a carefully designed lie? That it'll take an everlasting life to prove it?", Tewkesbury asked.
Y/N slowly inclined her head to look at him. She bobbed her head, arching an eyebrow.
"Love is everlasting. Everlasting life is eternity and eternity is not a distance nor a barrier. 'Tis a choice. If I choose to adore you in every minute of everyday, will you let me do so?", the young lord asked.
L/N let out a breath of joy. "Who am I to refuse? Of course!", she exclaimed.
Their hearts began to burst as one, releasing butterflies that fluttered along the breeze of fondness and affection. Celebrating inside their stomach that tickled them so much.
Slowly and carefully, he layed a hand on her cheeks like it was as fragile as a glass and delicate as a treasure found at the end border of the world. The treasure he's been chasing underwater that he believed was endless.
Tewkesbury leaned in as Y/N closed her eyes. He gently planted his lips on hers. His brows furrowed in a good way that he couldn't explain. The feeling it caused was rather intoxicating.
She's going to be the death of him and he's going to be the end of her.
They stayed like that for seconds until he pulled away to watch L/N slowly revealed her e/c irises once again. She blinked as her eyes adjusted.
Oh how the boy's smitten by her. Lovestruck by the lightning she caused. The cupid hit him hard. He couldn't even elaborate his feelings anymore.
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At this point, he just feels perfect. Lucky that he has a woman like her. So delicate yet so dangerous.
"You are utterly and completely breath-taking."
"Careful, Tewkesbury. My confidence is too over the roof. Do you want to add more reasons to hurt your head?"
"I wouldn't mind."
The news of the girl's recovery has been spread across London. Many were happy and celebrated her wake.
But there are others who didn't support her.
Their safety hasn't been assured yet.
There are more dangers to come. Don't get too comfortable. The taste of victory is hard to reach.
This isn't the end.
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