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She was beautiful. Porcelain skin, perfect lips, gentle brown curls cascading over her shoulders. He smiled when he looked her over, smiled when he felt her breath on his neck. He loved the way that his arm curled around her waist, the way his hand fit in the curve of her waist. He even loved the feel of her empty chest against his – he'd never admit it, but it was a relief to not have to fight the urge to bury his fingers into her flesh. He felt at ease, for once. Comfortable, and entirely worry free. And it was nice.
...but, is that what made him heartless? When he looked down at her soft face, and felt her small fingers tighten around his bigger ones, all he could do was smile. The thought hardly crossed his mind that Key was stuck in the hospital, and he was laying in bed with Locke.

Description
She was beautiful. Porcelain skin, perfect lips, gentle brown curls cascading over her shoulders. He smiled when he looked her over, smiled when he felt her breath on his neck. He loved the way that his arm curled around her waist, the way his hand fit in the curve of her waist. He even loved the feel of her empty chest against his – he'd never admit it, but it was a relief to not have to fight the urge to bury his fingers into her flesh. He felt at ease, for once. Comfortable, and entirely worry free. And it was nice.
...but, is that what made him heartless? When he looked down at her soft face, and felt her small fingers tighten around his bigger ones, all he could do was smile. The thought hardly crossed his mind that Key was stuck in the hospital, and he was laying in bed with Locke.