C133 Don't go

One human can’t be this perfect. I stared at his packs for about a minute before I used my fingers to begin tracing them. I used my palm to feel his body, then bent to kiss his chest. He exhaled softly and placed his hand on top of mine.

“Misha, it’s a small gesture, but you don’t know what it’s doing to me.” He sighed and brought down my hands. “If you are going to walk out on me