Based on movie the Goldfinch, maybe there will be some details from book. Or my own.
Texas empty, hot and boring state. Who would want move there...? Nobody!
But what if she meet there friends, love and totally new people, will this change her mind...
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❤︎ Be like the moon, don't show your full heart every day. ❤︎ - Alexandra Vasiliu
Kiss
28. June 2020
"So you were born in Australia?"
Y/n and Boris are sitting outside by an empty pool. Talking, laughing, and flirting sometimes. Smoking cigarettes and drink beer.
"Yep, you are remembering that right...but do you know where I was too?"
"Wait don't tell me...I wanna guess" y/n cuts him off.
"Alright go ahead." He chuckles slightly.
"Hmm, Russia?"
"Omg- how did you knew that?" He says sarcastically and giggles. She giggles too.
"Oh yeah, it's your hair" she strokes his hair. "They screaming 'hey I'm from Russia" y/n bursts into laughter. Still with her hand in his hair. He takes her hand from his hand and plays with her fingers.
"I don't think that's what's there are saying"
"Oh, so what are they saying ?" She locks eyes with him. He leans closer to her. Giving her hair from her face away.
"They are saying 'вау, посмотри на эту девушку, разве она не выглядит красивой?'" Y/n tickles his side. He laugh little bit.
"You know I can't Russian.."
"Sorry...just stop tickling me," Boris says between laughs. She stops and he calms down. "It means 'wow look at this girl, doesn't she looks pretty" he added, making y/n blush, her cheeks red like a tomato. Her eyes don't leave his.
"Stop lying!"
"I'm not lying" he leans closer to her, their noses touching each other. "You look beautiful..."
"I have bags under my eyes-"
"Your eyes are shining-"
"Scratch on my cheek-"
"Beautiful light pink blush across them-"
"Messy hair-"
"They are so soft and smell after vanilla-"
"My body is covered with scratch marks-"
"Your body is stunning and gorgeous..."
"I have-" she couldn't finish it because he smashes his lips on hers. He smells after cigarettes and beers but his lips are soft. Their lips move in sync, the kiss is passionate, sweet, and full of love. He gives his hand to her waist, pulling her closer to him. She gives her one hand into his hair, playing with them. And the other behind his neck. It's like the time stop and they were the only person in the whole world, they don't care about Theo or Kylie, or about the facts they know each other for just a few days. His hand travel to her cheek. Making the kiss deeper. Boris licks her bottom lips. She opened her mouth a little bit and he entries it. They fight for dominance - which Boris wins. Their little sweet kiss turns into a whole make-out.
When they pull away breathless. Boris rests his forehead against her.
"Run with me," says Boris, more like a whisper to her. Her eyes go wide. She is shocked.
"What ?" Y/n asks confused.
"I can't live here..and Potter can't too" he gives her a quick peck on her lips. "We are planning it for three months...and-"
"Where?"
"New York, we can buy a house..all four...Potter, Kylie, you and me, all together"
"I- Boris what about my parents?"
"I can't see how your dad is hurting you...I like you a lot....do you like me back?" She strokes his hair. Give her hand on his cheek.
"You are dumbass, with really bad flirting methods, your pranks are so dumb and you are so aggressively, you are smoker and alcoholic-"
"Yeah I know but I can change for you-"
"But nobody ever cared about me as you do...you are sweet-"
"Only to you"
"-and funny and nice to me....and this is gonna sound weird and crazy but yes! I'd love to run with you...if you're gonna promise me something"
"Everything for you"
"Will you teach me Russian? Please" he kisses her again, shortly but sweetly.
"Да"(yes) she chuckles.
"I like you too by the way" Boris smile, hugging her tightly. Kissing top of her head.
