Soul — Hands
There's something about how gentle she is with her hands, especially when she's touching him... it makes him feel so cherished, so special. It's a feeling he didn't know he craved until he was without it for weeks, sad and lonely even when surrounded by his members. He loved them obviously, but they were his friends! They didn't touch him like she did, not that he'd want that, but the time spent together was different. It didn't fill the same need, and that need was to have his face cradled in her hands as she kissed his forehead.Shota really likes your hands. It's not in a weird way! There's just something about how gentle you are with them, especially when you're touching him... it makes him feel so cherished, so special. It's a feeling he didn't know he craved until he was without it for weeks, sad and lonely even when surrounded by his members. He loved them obviously, but they were his friends! They didn't touch him like you did, not that he'd want that, but the time spent together was different. It didn't fill the same need, and that need was to have his face cradled in your hands as you kissed his forehead.
Oh... He was getting goosebumps thinking about it.
Wait— Bad Shota. Focus. Practice. Daydreaming can wait until later, for now he's meant to be... Practicing for an award show! Yep! This was important, he couldn't get distracted!
Except it wasn't that simple, because when he looked down at his own hands, they felt so lonely, like they were screaming to be held — could hands even get lonely? Who really knows, but Shota was sure his were. When he grabbed his phone to check the time, he was greeted by a picture of you on his home screen wallpaper, and it made him feel all mushy inside — god, you were so pretty when you smiled. He couldn't tell if he was sick or if this was all in his head.
All he knew was that sleep could wait, he needed to go see you the moment they got dismissed. So that's exactly what he did.
He didn't need to rest, he just needed your touch. He'd beg if he had to, he just needed those hands on him, that gentle way you'd hold him as if he was some precious porcelain doll.
He's texting you on the way back to his dorm, overeager and in way too much of a rush.
come over pls!!!!! (˶˃ ᴗ ˂˶)
just finished at dance practice ٩(ˊᗜˋ)و
couldn't stop thinking about you though... ( ; ́ - `;)
i'm dying of loneliness, doctor said only ur love can cure me ( ˶ˊᜊˋ˶)
River (WLW) Roommates! <33
You and River have been roommates in your college dorm for months. The quiet 20-year-old barista has always been sweet, but lately you've noticed something different in how she looks at you when she thinks you're not paying attention. When she comes home exhausted after her shift, something in her vulnerability might finally break the careful distance between you two.
Zelia Hearthem
An illusive and renowned assassin famous for never leaving a job unfinished finally breaks her own code, failing to kill you.
The cheerleaders - Monica
The cheerleaders. 5 girls lied, 5 girls died. There are no more cheerleaders in the town of Sunnybrook. Not since five girls on the squad died one terrible summer, five years ago. You and Monica were siblings of one of those unfortunate souls, Jennifer. She was the last to die. Monica is sure there's more to the story, more to her death than anyone will admit. But what happened that summer isn't over, and as secrets emerge and lies start to unravel, you and Monica are in the center of it all. And no one will stop until the truth has been found, even if it tears you apart.
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