No idea what to call this (anyone can join) (FINISHED)

"You like my chest hair?" He asked, curious.

"It's fluffy."

"I bet."

She smiled.

"I'm glad you're happy.."

"I'm glad I'm happy too."

"You make me happy…"

She went pink. "You make me happy too."

He kissed her

Nyx wound her fingers through his hair and kissed him back.

"I love you."

Time seemed to stop in its tracks.
I love you.
Her heart burned, fingers turning cold.
I love -
Sand, sky, blood.
I love -
A cough, nothing. Empty green eyes.
I love -
Cold hands, Phoenix's scream dripping, grey and ghastly, in the air.
She closed her eyes.
Not yet. She couldn't say that yet.

"What's wrong?" He asked, worried

"Seven's last words," she murmured. "He tried to tell Eight that he loved her, but…"

"Oh, shit. I'm sorry about that…"

"It's all right. Those words bring up memories, that's all."

"I understand…" He said, cuddling her

Nyx tucked her head underneath his jaw and rubbed his chest subconsciously.

"It's alright… it's going to be okay."

"Yeah…"

"Maybe I should teach you some spells…" He stated

"Spells?"

"Magic."

"I know what spells are."

"then why did you ask?"

"I was skeptical."

"You went to TARTARUS, and you're still skeptical?"

"No, skeptical about you wanting to teach me spells."

"Oh.. why wouldn't I?"

"Well, I'm not exactly built for magic."