The meaning of love

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(A/N: so I use the photo that's pinned above for the description BTW. And yea I know his hair is white now but get the fuck over it)

His eyes were a hickory hue, as rich as the earth's soil. Stained with the colour of hot chocolate on a cold, winter night that wraps around you like a blanket, engulfing you in its warmth and making you feel at home.

Those deep pools of dark-cinnamon swirls seized the depth and heaviness of a thousand untold stories, which imprisoned the sweetness of saccharin chocolate and the bitterness of strong coffee. They consisted of raw emotion and if you observe closely, they will reveal to you the exact thought that crosses the marvels of his ominous mind.

They worked delicately with his pale skin, although when he was in the sun too long it turned to a light sun kissed honey color.

A deep curve on his lips makes the world stop around him. A smile that brings back a million memories in a split second. The precious dimple that crinkles skips a beat.. he has a smile that makes you feel happy about being alive, just becoming a bit more human.

His bee stung shirt was striped down to the bottom and was vibrant in the sun's blazing glare. The gold chain that wrapped around his neck matched with the dangling silver earrings, hanging from each side of his head.

His beautiful hair was a lovely whisky, the color of fallen leaves browned and sleek with the first rain of autumn. How such a tint could play with the light, like peering at the sun through a jar of pine honey.

He sighed as he sat up, putting his hands on the ground to support himself. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back. "Y/N.. What does the word 'love' mean to you?" he asked, his british accent suffocating you like a snake that was wrapped around your neck, but quickly turned into a colorful butterfly that grazed your nose before it fluttered away and disappeared into the air around you.

You asked yourself the same question time and time again but was only able to come up with one answer. "Love to me is more of a feeling that a person feels for another. People often confuse love and shallow lust. Love means to be deeply committed and connected to someone or something" You looked over at him, he smirked.

He could sense your questioning and answered without you having to say a word. "We have almost the same meaning of love, but mine is a bit different" he never bothered to open his eyes to the hot sun that matched wonderfully with the cool breeze.

He bit his lip lightly before continuing, "I think love is seeing someone at their most vulnerable, often lowest point, and reaching out your hand to help them get back up. Because love is selfless. It's realizing there's someone out there that you don't think twice about caring for." His smooth tone worked wonders for what it was used for.

You finally were able to take your eyes off of him and look at the sky, it had turned around sunset and the city below the hill you were on was lit making it brighter than it really was.

Y/n laid their head down on his lap. It was your first night with the strange kid that came into class E on that cold fall evening and you were already curious about the boy.

He showed up in the middle of the day but he was nothing like the rest of the E class students for multiple reasons.

One being there were kids going missing from our school and when one was proven killed the night he got to the class he didn't seem fazed whatsoever.

Another being that he was smart, observant, and got A's in every subject all while not paying attention to anything that they teach.

It made Y/N wonder why he was in E class, you only get in there if you are super bad to the students in the main campus building or that you can't exceed as fast as the others, although he was very smart and only moved here 2 days ago.

His eyes scattered along the distant sky, the stars lined up to look like a beautiful rose in the atmosphere. While the atmosphere itself was a bright mix of a pastel purple and a dark and light blue. It was a beautifully delicate sight.

A/N: Please comment your opinions on this so far because I'm pretty around of it at the moment
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