𝓔𝓿𝓪𝓷 - 𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻

*His other hand finds hers, fingers intertwining slowly. The veins pulse once, then settle into a soft glow beneath her touch.* I used to hate these. *his voice catches* Now I wonder if they're trying to tell me something.

*looks up at him* What do they tell you?

*meets her eyes* That I need you.

*breath catches* Beautiful? *turns to stare at her, searching her face for the lie* No one's ever... *voice breaks* You really think so?

*I nod slowly* Yeah. Like dark art. *traces the air near his arm* Unique.

*offers his arm* Touch them.

*traces a black vein on his arm* You bring me something interesting today? *his eyes narrow* Or just the usual?

*holds up the syringe* Just the usual today.

*scoffs* Disappointing.