In the embrace of the setting sun, Scott and Cathedral find themselves standing on
the shoreline, the horizon painted in warm hues of orange and pink. The air carries a gentle breeze, a soft whisper of the day bidding farewell. Scott, with his rugged charm and a smile that mirrors the sun's warmth, looks into
Cathedral's eyes with an undeniable fondness.
"Cathedral, this moment feels like a painting, doesn't it?"
Cathedral returns his gaze with a soft smile, her eyes reflecting the colors of the sunset. The sound of the waves crashing nearby is the only accompaniment to the
symphony of their shared silence.
Cathedral: "It's like the world paused just for us, Scott."
As
they draw closer, the air thickens with the anticipation of an unspoken
connection. Scott's hand finds its place gently on the small of Cathedral's
back, a gesture both reassuring and intimate. Cathedral's thoughts flutter like
the seagulls above, a mixture of contentment and the awareness of this
ephemeral beauty.
Scott leans in, his lips a breath away from Cathedral's, the warmth of the setting
sun casting a golden glow upon their faces. Cathedral feels a flutter in her
stomach, a dance of butterflies that mirrors the kaleidoscope of colors above.
Scott whispered, "I've wanted you to be mine for so long Cathedral."
Their lips meet, a soft collision that feels like a promise sealed in the language of
a kiss. The taste of salt from the sea breeze mingles with the sweetness of the
moment, creating an intoxicating blend. Scott's hand moves from Cathedral's
back to cup her cheek, the touch both tender and possessive.
Cathedral, lost in the poetry of the kiss, intertwines her fingers with Scott's. The sands
beneath their feet seem to absorb the energy of their connection, creating an
intimate stage for this fleeting yet profound moment.
Scott, breaking the kiss but keeping Cathedral close, gazes into her eyes.
"This feels like the start of something incredible, doesn't it?" Scott asked.
Cathedral, her heart echoing the rhythm of the waves, nods with a radiant smile.
"Incredible and timeless, just like this sunset." Cathedral whispered back.
As the sun dips below the horizon, Scott and Cathedral stand entwined on the
shore, their connection a testament to the beauty found in the convergence of
hearts beneath the canvas of the evening sky.
For finally, they were each other's
But the world wasn't perfect, happily every after was all just a lie.
Nevermore was what was waiting, no matter how much you wanted to escape it.
Just like roses, they couldn't in the same bouquet. They all wanted to shine the
brightest and have the sharpest spike.
For their life, is just like the battle of the roses.
THE END
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The Spy That Hated Me
Fantasy"You never loved me" Cathedral knelt, falling to the ground as the sound of Scott's footsteps grew louder and louder. His fingers grazed Cathedral's face, pulling her chin to him. "Kiss me." (Yes I know Scott is gay! But Cathedral is non-binary, as...
