strawberries and cigarettes → bounprem

twenty one

『starry starry night』

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they were headed back into their room, the sun was long gone and was replaced by the full moon that played hide and seek with the clouds as the stars danced into a rhythmless song. prem would've fawn over it if only the quietness between them wasn't awkward.

boun was too preoccupied and prem was too.

both had so much things to say yet not one word left each other's mouth. prem bit his lower lip nervously as his mind wonders again. 'why isn't he talking? is he disgusted? but he promised...he promised he wouldn't freak out and what is he doing?! p'boun you're a bastard.' the boy felt somewhat betrayed that the man he spilled his secrets to wasn't talking at all to him, he thought that maybe the older regretted hearing prem's words.

his steps became heavy, his arms crossed and walked a little bit faster then boun.

the latter was lost for words and was drowning in his thoughts. he was thinking how prem was such a good actor, how prem hid his pain behind those sweet smile and melodic laughs, he never would've known if the latter didn't tell him. he thought how prem would suffer every night, alone in bed, crying himself to sleep. his heart clenched in pain for the younger, 'i'm so sorry baby.' his hand formed a fist and he suddenly had an urge to go look for the man who made his sweet (but salty) strawberry cry and punch him to hell and back.

they reached their room and when prem noticed that older was still not talking, he frustratedly tried to opened the door and started cursing to himself when he couldn't because his hands were shaking, yes, he was pissed. pissed at the older for ignoring him after telling him his deepest darkest secret.

he couldn't take the silence anymore and faced the older who had an unreadable expression.
"i-if you want to say something, say it to my face and don't ignore-"

when boun's eyes met with prem's doe and earthly ones, something inside him snapped and that is his thin string of patience. he pushed the younger to the wall and kissed those tempting lips, cutting off the younger's sentence.

he kissed the flawed angel as if to say; 'i'm here now baby, i'll protect you.' pouring all his emotion into the kiss but then a voice in his head said something that made him pull away from the lucious lips.

prem, still in daze from the sudden kiss and when boun pulled away he felt like his poor heart just stopped beating, 'did he regret that? is....is he disgusted...or am i just a..'

"am i a bad kisser?" the ebony haired boy hesitently said. his face flushed and boun was once again suprised by the boy's statement.

"god no, baby do you know how much your damn lips makes my knees weak?" comes boun's reply as he gently held the latter's face as their forehead touched. prem's chubby hands clutching the fabric of boun's clothes that rested on the older's chest, prem's breath hitched as boun's own breath fanned his burning cheeks.

"t-then w-why did you st-stop?" the boy finally said after a mental argue with himself.

"because this is not right, strawberry. you're not stable and i don't even think i'm sane enough to stop myself from going further if you insist...just...i can't do that to you baby. i don't wanna hurt you." boun let out a frustrated sigh after, his eyes closed as if wishing the temptation would be gone if he did.