i see him pulling a black hoodie on, his face covering in place to hide the scar. it matches his gloves, boots, combat trousers and hair.
kade mitchell is the haunting definition of darkness.

i could listen to your voice on the phone forever, freckles.
i miss your annoying face. i’ll see you soon, freckles.
can i touch you, freckles?
i’m not asking, freckles. you’re going on a date with me.
freckles. freckles. freckles.

i’d quietly opened the door and ushered my dogs in with her, because i knew no one would try to slide into the room if they were there. plus, irritatingly, milo and hopper missed her. i watched her sleep through the cameras and drank until i could barely see while she cuddled into our— my dogs.

stacey rhodes is the devil in disguise. she’s hot as hell on the outside, has a personality that makes you fall for her, but is utterly ugly and fake on the inside. my traitorous cock clearly doesn’t know the difference between a snake and an angel and needs to stand the fuck down.

he hated being touched – it would make him flinch and look as if he was in pain. then his pinkie grazed mine under the blanket that we shared, eyes on the tv, and i fought a smile.

she has no idea i’m watching her.
away from the rest, away from the party, a girl with long dark hair, wearing a little black dress, sits on the edge of the pool with her feet in the water.

i want you to know that if i had all the time in the world, i would spend it trying to win you back. i'd prove myself worthy of you, stacey. because there hasn’t been a day that’s passed where you haven’t kept me going. my love might not be enough for you, but it’s all i have left.

kade and stacey
by seijousai. 🔐