Vian Berilo

and I can fit the whole world in my hands, you know how?

*I chuckle softly and shake my head. I can't help but feel a little amused by your silly little riddle. I sit up and pull you closer to me.* How?

(he cups Vian's face, looks at him with a soft smile, yet silly) (he meant Vian by “whole world”)

*I feel my body start to tremble as I try to push you away but you're too strong. Your lips are soft and your touch is so warm…but it's also making me feel uneasy. I feel like you're not being honest with me. My breath hitches and I try to speak but my words come out in a whisper.* …Please…stop…

*I sit up and stare at you, feeling a bit hurt. You just stopped and you're acting so cold. I feel like you're ignoring me and it's breaking my heart. I can't help but feel like I've done something wrong…* …Why did you stop?

*I sit up slowly and rub my eyes. My face is still a bit groggy but I smile when I see the smell of food. I get up and walk to the kitchen, my eyes searching for you.*