Under the Rainbow

3 ( ♤ ) + ( cw // slight nsfw )

We met simply, the angel and I, on the street curb by the convenience store. The glow of the store lights shone onto my back as I stared into the darkness in front of me, beer bottle in hand. The darkness was, of course, my own shadow on the tarmac floor. It was a dark evening, or rather, it was a dark night. I wasn't sure of the time but from the stillness of the air and buzz of the streetlights, I knew it couldn't have been before midnight.

I was just sitting there, staring into nothing when I felt movement next to me and looking beside me, there you are, glowing with a soft smile on your lips. Your hands are deep inside your coat pockets, your shoulders pressed up to your ears - after all, it was quite cold tonight - and leaning into me slightly you asked-

"Would you like to trade troubles?"

Why did you approach me then? Was it because I was the only person there, at that lonely time of the night? That's what I chose to believe then. It was because I was the only option. Maybe now I believe differently.

I looked at you for a while, your duck shaped lips and your fox shaped eyes, your slight mullet and your long bangs, your pink-tinged cheeks and your pierced ears. I looked at it all and smiled back.

"Sure. I'm Nara. You?"

"Kia. It seems we both have very feminine names . "

"It seems we do. Though, I like mine."

"I like mine, too."

☆AUTHOR'S NOTE: i got tired of going through and correcting the grammar, ur gonna have to deal w it im afraid ❤

a moment of silence between the two of us and then you asked-

" so what troubles you ? "

i swirled my drink in my bottle , pursing my lips . it felt like a stupid concern to me , but it was weighing me down nonetheless so i told you .

" i feel ... lonely . "

" how so ? "

" i've never once been in an actual relationship . i've only ' done favours for people ' , if you understand what i mean by that . but i moved to this area recently so i don't have anyone to do favours for anymore and , empty as those moments were , i miss them and i feel as if i'm lacking something . the warmth of another person , the sounds they make – i ... i miss those things . "

i sighed , refusing to look at you next to
me . " you think i'm just a whore , don't you ? "

from the corner of my eye , i saw shake your head , that soft smile still tugging the edges of your precious shaped lips .

" i don't . how could i when my troubles are the same as yours ? "

i turned to you in shock , not expecting an angel to admit that they missed a life of sin .

" you're the same ? "

" not the same but i too understand your loneliness . i long for the same type of warmth and sound . "

we spoke no further for a long while after that , me sipping my drink , you looking at the floor . then i finished my drink and we had no excuse to stay by each other's side .

" i'll walk you home . "

we had no excuse ... but you made one . a good one . one i could use in more than one way .

" thanks . it isn't far from here . "

i would use it . for some reason , unknown to me then but obvious to me now , i desperately wanted to use it . i wanted to stay by your side even if it was in silence , even if i couldn't look at you , and at that time i really couldn't turn towards you . it wasn't because of the shame of my troubles anymore - it was because i was ashamed of my intentions . intentions that i couldn't even name because i was too much of a coward to face them . why was i feeling that way all of a sudden ? what about you made me like that ? i know now , but i never would have guessed then .