- LOCKED IN -

• | BEAUTY | •

GENRE : angst :,)

PAIRINGS : Josh Washington x Y/N

SUMMARY : Is Josh still beautiful amidst the gash marring his cheek, a jagged reminder of the brutality he endured? Is Josh still beautiful, his once vibrant green eyes now dulled to a lifeless pallor, one bulging grotesquely from its socket? Is Josh still beautiful? His form bound by chains, condemned to perpetual confinement in a bleak chamber. Is Josh still beautiful? His humanity stripped away, replaced by the very essence he loathed. Does this transformation render Josh devoid of beauty, or does it merely redefine its essence?

Is Josh still beautiful?

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FIRST PERSON POV :

As I sat across from Josh, listening to the melodious cadence of his laughter, I couldn't help but feel mesmerized by the sheer beauty of his face. Every expression, every movement seemed to be crafted with delicate precision, as if he were a masterpiece brought to life. His eyes sparkled with warmth and intelligence, drawing me in with their magnetic gaze. Each time he smiled, it was as if the sun itself had chosen to grace us with its radiance, illuminating the room with his joy.

I had been smitten by Josh for the longest time, captivated by his charm and charisma. From the moment I first laid eyes on him, I knew there was something special about him, something that set him apart from the rest. His laughter was infectious, filling the air with an undeniable sense of happiness. And as he spoke, his words were like poetry, weaving tales that transported me to another world.

But it wasn't just his outward appearance that enchanted me—it was the way he carried himself, with a confidence that was both alluring and comforting. He had a way of making me feel seen and understood, as if he could peer into the depths of my soul with a single glance.

As I watched him talk and laugh, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude wash over me. Grateful for the opportunity to be in his presence, to witness firsthand the beauty of his soul shining through his eyes. In that moment, I knew that my admiration for Josh ran deeper than mere infatuation—it was a profound appreciation for everything that he was, and everything he represented.

That's why I went full out when we had played spin the bottle. As the bottle spun around the circle, my heart raced with anticipation, hoping beyond hope that fate would land it on Josh. And then, as if the universe had conspired in my favor, the bottle came to a gentle stop, its neck pointing directly at him. I felt a surge of excitement coursing through my veins as I locked eyes with him, a nervous yet eager smile playing at the corners of my lips.

As I leaned in, my mind raced with a million thoughts. Would he reciprocate? Would it be everything I had ever imagined? But as our lips met, all of my doubts and fears melted away, replaced by a wave of pure bliss. His lips were soft and warm against mine, fitting perfectly as if they were made to intertwine with mine.

In that moment, it felt as if time had stood still, the rest of the world fading into the background as we lost ourselves in the embrace. I savored the sensation of his lips moving against mine, each kiss sending shivers down my spine. It was as if we were the only two people in the room, our connection transcending the boundaries of reality.

And when we finally pulled away, breathless and exhilarated, I felt a sense of euphoria wash over me. Josh's eyes sparkled with a mixture of surprise and delight, his smile mirroring my own. It was a moment I would treasure forever, a testament to the undeniable chemistry between us.

As we returned to the circle, I couldn't wipe the grin off my face, my heart still racing with the memory of our kiss. And as the game continued, I found myself stealing glances at Josh, unable to shake the feeling of elation that coursed through me. In that moment, I knew that our kiss was just the beginning of something truly special.