[~♥CORAL♥~]
I ran away.
When even the cells in my bloodstream rapped at my chest to lean into Damian's gentle caress when the pad of his fingers skits across my skin as he complimented me.
It's not the first time he's done so— Damian's always had a sweet tongue and he made sure to use it shower compliments on me when I was a little girl; from the crown of my head to the sole of my feet, Damian made sure to shower me with compliments whenever I adored any sort of ornament on my hair or whatever outfit I put on— they all did though.
And I was used to hearing them.
So why did it feel so different? Why did it feel like my feelings were going to topple me under the haze of the warmth I felt?
I didn't mean to run but for a second, I felt the crippling ting of fear rouse inside my chest. I
