❝ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 ❞
━━━꒰ Gone was the soft rays of sunlight reflecting on you, so were you. We were timeless, yet time was our biggest...
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Glitter like lights lit up the night scenario. Looking out the window, they could only see rows of artificial lights that were yet so alive. A feathery touch on top of Eunae's hand brought a smile on her face as she angled her neck slightly to look at the boy holding her in his embrace.
They had been sitting together in the tiny veranda of Eunae's apartment, the place only having one armchair, which resulted in Eunae sitting on his lap with his arms caging her securely, comfortingly.
In that stance, he had told her the words he hid from anyone for so long, only his friends who knew him from his childhood knew of the colourless past with his parents and the lack of home he always felt. It was odd, but refreshing nonetheless. Spilling out those words to her felt so easy, as if he was talking to himself, knowing the fear of judgment was not present. It felt surprising to realize that he had found that trust in someone he hadn't known for that long.
Even though- no, he shouldn't think of it like that. But he did, the repulsive thoughts were not easy to ward off, they kept coming like moths to flame. He never felt comfortable enough to open up to Mihui.
But I do love her- said the voice in his head. But another voice, faint yet hearable, spoke up- you think you do.
It was strange, he wasn't good with strange. Unfamiliarity scared him, uncertainty bothered him, unknown conflicted him. And Eunae was everything but predictable, she was the opposite of certainty, she wasn't known. But the same abstract feelings he ignored were the ones lulling him into the blanket of warmth that he never felt.
