“You like my eyes? Let's make a baby then”

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Intro

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Those piercing hazel eyes always had a way of making you feel uneasy with just a single glance. Every time Miles looked at you, his face adorned with that nonchalant, bored expression, it sent a shiver racing down your spine. It was as if his gaze held a thousand unspoken thoughts, unsettling yet undeniably captivating, leaving you in a state of flustered anticipation.

You were in his room since his mom was out on a late night shift at the hospital, you was sitting on his bed next to him while he was on his phone; you took sneak glances at him from time to time but when he caught you, you’ll look away blushing.

As you both settled into conversation, sharing stories about your day, he conveyed just how exhausted he felt. His hazel eyes remained fixed on you, intense and captivating—like a tiger surveying its prey. He absorbed every word you spoke, though his gaze occasionally drifted from your lips to your eyes, as if caught in a spell, savoring the connection between you.