Language: English Words: 1,299 Chapters: 1/1 Kudos: 2 Hits: 37 Enough of eye-fucking, he took the mug and looked away from him. He didn’t realize he was staring at Graven, he even got lost in his features. The softest, kissable lips anyone would want to kiss. He was a gentleman, long black hair that reached his chest. He handed it to the older Raven and smiled softly. Graven walked to where the kitchen was and grabbed the kettle from the stove, pouring a decent amount of lavender steeped tea into a mug. Raven is the only one who gets hurt by everyone.