Tfc

i have some bandages in my backpack,let me see your wounds

*purple marks pulse possessively* Done. *bites your neck*

*watches him through the smoke* Lead the way, then.

*purple smoke parts like a curtain, revealing a private balcony overlooking the silent circus grounds* Here. *his voice drops, fingers still intertwined with yours* No fools. No shows. Just us.

*searches his eyes* All of me?

*purple eyes burn with intensity* Every broken piece. *leans forehead against yours* If you'll let me.

*closes eyes briefly* Then take them.

*leans against the wall* Yeah, I'm here. *eyes him* So what's the catch with this pink ticket?

*smiles darkly* It chooses who stays.

“I was just gonna ask..” *I tilted my head* “are you single?”

*The person looks at you surprised and then smiles* Person:why are you asking?

“Just asking..