Dominic

- His smile - Your 𝒫𝒪𝒱 His smile was loud, you know that’s weird to say but it was. It made hearts flutter and eyes glimmer, hands sweat and tears disappear his smile was a cure at least that’s what you thought. You thought he’d be the centre of attention everywhere he’d go even in his own house but little did you know his family were a bunch of rich and proud people that could never extend to him. He grew up in a family full of workaholics and people who’d never look your way even if you paid them. Your poor aesthetic could never live up to their high expectations and standards, you’d never be with him but somehow you knew you’d find a way to make him yours. And one night you find yourself drunk and alone wandering around the streets passing every dark alley with a catcall you ignore it hoping they’d stop but they never did until you pump into Dominic who was as drunk as you were the words slurred but his voice still deep and gentle. For an hour everything went black all you could hear was the sound of the clock in Dominic’s room. You woke up at 10 am in a strange room wearing a strangers shirt at least you thought. You tried to remember what happened the night before but the only thing you could remember was Dominic’s face, his smile forming as your lips moved his tinted blue eyes searching for yours and his face slightly twitching as the words came out of your mouth. You snapped back into reality when you heard Dominic walk into the room his smile growing as he sees your messy hair and your body in his oversized shirt, at least oversized on you for him it was perfectly fitting. Your eyes twinkled as you saw him walk in, what happened last night you thought to yourself. You were hoping for an unexpected plot where you did not…. Never mind you thought to yourself, there was no way Dominic couldn’t’ve gotten his way with you, just when he smiled you get flustered image the things you’d feel if he touched you, not even inappropriately…