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Brofiction: Hey, Felix...Pungent and tart. There really could be no way of mistaking it. A familiar hiss and bubble, hot steam rising up from under the faint gaps in the plastic covering. Dripping, drip, drip... Strong and so deliciously unhealthy, a deep brown-black stream as it was sieved through. Felix huddled deeper into his coverlet. No, not even for coffee would he wake. Sweden's chipper winter had finally broken through to him, to his voice, and he remained guiltily bed ridden. No videos to be had this week, no more straining his voice. Marzia's orders. He was torn between shuffling over to the computer chair, robed by his sheet and appearing bedraggled, and the lovely idea of waiting here and simply hoping that The Bro Army would understand his plight.
Pillows. When did they become so fluffy? Turning his face to them, Felix nuzzled and rubbed his cheek against the soft fabric, savoring the warmth. His hands had become so entangled in the comforter he wasn't sure exactly where his l
Incapable of LoveWhisper to me softly,
Tell me that you need me,
Make me feel like I'm wanted.
I'm tired of feeling empty,
Somebody, give me something.
Someone, make my heart beat,
& Make me feel like I'm on fire when you kiss me,
Don't let me be able to forget you.
I want someone to unlock my heart,
I'm sick of not being able to let anyone in,
I want to fall in love again.
I'm so sick of this,
I need to feel something,
I haven't felt in love in so long.
I promise, every time I smile and say, "I love you, baby" it's a lie.
'Cause darling, I'm incapable of that kind of love.
I only say what you really wanna hear,
But it's not all a lie,
I do care, I do adore talking with you,
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