I slowly closed my eyes as his kisses runs through my body, sniffing me, nesting his face on my neck, then, down he goes to my chest, ❝Kuroo, stop! You're just drunk,❞ I tried to push him but he's just stronger than me.
❝Why would I stop if I knew you're here with me, again, Kenma,❞ he said as his tears runs down through his cheeks glittering from the light coming from the window. I smiled as my heart aches as if someone's stabbing me in a million times.
How can I blame him for calling his deceased lover's name everytime he's under the spell of alcohol? How can I blame him if I already knew from the very start that he's deeply in love with Kenma? It's just me, a shadow from his past lover. That's how he saw me.
My voice cracks as I whispered my name to him, ❝Kuroo,my name's Kei.❞
It's painful to see him happy with me, even he only see me as his ex lover's replica and not the real me.
I can't find the exact word to tell him that I am not Kenma, I am not the one he once love, I am a different person, he met in different time and place. How could I pull the right word to say, ❛Kuroo, you should start 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 and restart anew with our memories.❜
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