The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

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Halsey's legs wobbled, and although her arms were still wrapped around Dwight's neck, her delicate body went soft against his chest.

Dwight's arms tightened around her slender waist. He lifted her and pressed her gently against him,

Halsey's face turned bright red as she pushed him away.

Their lips parted, and Dwight looked at her, her lips glistening from the kiss. In a low voice, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Halsey's big, watery eyes flickered nervously, and she quickly glanced at his pants. "You're pressing against me." Dwight froze, unsure of what to say.

Halsey, to her surprise, noticed a faint blush spreading across his face. She never expected someone as stoic and cold as him to blush

She smiled mischievously. "Are you blushing?"

"I'm not," he replied quickly, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"You're definitely blushing!" she teased, reaching out as if to touch his cheek.

Dwight moved back slightly. "Stop messing around."

Halsey leaned in close to his ear, her voice dropping to a soft whisper. "Do you want me to help you like last time?

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mind immediately flashed back to the last time-they were in his room, on

was asking him if he

eyes that glistened with innocence and

said her

felt a wave of shyness, but she was determined. Standing on tiptoe, she kissed him,

small hands wandered

like this-seeing the usually cold and serious Dwight, now looking disheveled, his eyes red-rimmed as he gasped for breath, his will nearly broken by

him, and it

time it happened, she felt

in

feelings for

a dimly lit hallway, with no one

his handsome face buried in her

Dwight whether

was uneven, and after a long pause, he murmur

that a yes

voice driving him wild. He couldn't take it anymore. Without another word, he lowered

looking for Halsey. After searching around, he couldn't find

"Bebe? Bebe?"

There was no response.

subordinate. "Have you seen

his head.