Read A winged dream :: The cold shoulder

Oh no he's cute. Out walked a red head with freckles and the most beautiful green eyes. The only problem is when he looked at me he was glaring. "Hi?" As soon as I talked he turned around and went right back into his room. I turned to look at the couple with a big question mark. "He's just shy around new people." The man tried to reassure me. "Any way, lucus is also 17 so try to get along." I nodded and went into my room. Finally alone. Pff for a 17 Year old he only came up to my shoulder. After putting away my meager belongings, I flopped on the bed. Deciding to take a nap I flipped off the lights

The sun is shining on my face. Warming me. I look up and there I see a man. A man with huge wings, twice the size of his body. I feel drawn to the man. In a way he feels safe and familiar. That's when he transformed into lucus. Lucus with huge wings. "You are not alone." His voice is like music pulling me in.

He walks towards me and encases me with his wings. It's just us in our own little bubble. He leans down and his lips press softly on mine. And my world shatters. The kiss is like home and safety and love. It's hot coco after the snow. It's perfect like I was always ment to be kissing him.

Waking up from that dream left me with a mission. KISS LUCUS. I have to see if it's like that in real life.