Thread:Rose thorn rocks/@comment-27147599-20180719184120/@comment-27824390-20180729133304

John bit into his bottom lip, "you sure...?"

"Nothing" Grey smiled, "but... You do pout cutely" he kissed her cheek.

Jasmine faced away from him still, her hands clenched into tight fists; her nails digging into the palms of her hands, causing them to bleed a little as she kept her eyes shut tightly. Why did that memory even have to surface now...? Oh, right, her cheek was bruised badly like that one time.....