Young and beautiful, he was an angel. Deep hazel irises filled with innocence and curiosty, bitten red lips like petals of dew kissed roses, voice like honey, skin kissed by the golden sun.
He was a walking temptation.
Him thinking about the boy this way was wrong, so wrong. And dangerous. But the emerald eyed demon just didn't care anymore.
[1st place in the Bromance awards 2015- undiscovered Zarry]