Shouka's p.o.v.
Is this weird?
I kept asking myself as I stared at Knox. He is laying beside me, both of us facing each other...the orange light of the lamp behind me falling over his face...making it easier for my fingertips to trace his every sharp feature.
I am rubbing his light beard with my palm right now... it's soft and ticklish. Innocent. Nothing about this is wrong, Knox isn't even touching me, he is only staring at my eyes...lost somewhere.
" So Rome finally agreed to see the doctors...", I trailed off, just to break the ice between us. " I heard some guards talking about his machine gun stunt.."
Knox is like a big cat.
He nudged his face more against my palm when I stopped caressing his cheek so I started doing it again as he replied softly, " His doctor from Italy ca
