Kian wrapped his arms around Genalise as the two laid in bed, trying to get some rest. Marilyn Manson played low on Genalise’s little black Bluetooth radio that she had sitting on the side of her nightstand. Kian rested his head against Genalise’s head and glanced around her room. He chuckled as he glanced at every poster she had of him and his band.
“Wow, this is the first time.” Kian said.
What?” Genalise asked him.
“Seeing a room like this. You’re really a fan.”
Genalise sat up and turned to Kian. Kian stared at her for a long time, his eyes moved to he lips, causing him to bite his. She chuckled at him.
“What are you thinking about?” She asked him.
He smiled and tu
