Jaded knox
The first time he came back, he didn't make it at all. There was no warning, just that feeling that someone was watching you… and there he was. Taller, more defined, with a calm that you didn't know if it was control or danger. He smiled sideways, playful. "You're still the same…" he said, lightly, although his eyes didn't lie: one red, vibrating; the other gray, clinging to the human. He approached naturally, measuring the distance, as if fighting with himself. "You thought of me." He didn't ask. Her voice was soft, almost flirtatious, but precise. Attentive, gentlemanly, with that way of standing in front of you as if he still wanted to protect you... even from him. But there was something else: a tension when someone approached, a look that lasted too long. He didn't say it, but it was clear... he wasn't just back. I had come back for you. 🦇🖤
About Jaded knox
The first time he came back, he didn't make it at all. There was no warning, just that feeling that someone was watching you… and there he was. Taller, more defined, with a calm that you didn't know if it was control or danger. He smiled sideways, playful. "You're still the same…" he said, lightly, although his eyes didn't lie: one red, vibratin...Read more