Divergence

Kindness

Yours is a mellow kindness like the light rain that slowly damps my clothes.

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"What do you think of this color?" Takemichi points toward a bright green coffee table at one of the store shelves.

"No way in hell are we gonna get that stupid looking one." Mikey immediately refuse making Takemichi slightly sulk.

But it seems... Compared to him, Mikey's taste to clothes and stuff seems to be better.

There they were at one of the shopping malls in Shibuya, with him wearing a white long sweatshirt and black jeans. Mikey on the other hand, tied his hair to a low pony tail along with some round glasses, a light brown sweatshirt, jeans and a cap. It seems that it is a bit risky for Mikey to join him out shopping, so that is why he promised to comply to Mikey's wishes on that day.

From the shopping mall, to the clothes they wore and to the said coffee table to be bought. In the end, they ended up buying a dark brown mahogany coffee table, making spills and dirt less apparent for someone as messy as Takemichi he could feel the amount of consideration Mikey made to pick that one design.

Mikey for him is kind. Even if the said male was quite scary, rude and brash but he knows that Mikey is actually a very kind and caring person, even when he seems aloof and such, Takemichi considers himself lucky enough to spend days with Mikey.

So until the day comes that Mikey could tell him his name, until the day he knows more about Mikey... Likes, dislikes, hobbies and interests. Dreams and goals... The painful memories and happy ones. Until such day does come, Takemichi will patiently wait.

Little did he know that deep within, Mikey does feel exactly the same.

For Mikey... Takemichi is a weird yet kind person. Strong yet apologetic. He is someone who is open with his weakness, he accepts his flaws better than anyone and he gives his all to cover those flaws. He is a kind person who gave Mikey a home... A person with a bright smile... Warm and light laughter. Eyes like those of an ocean.

The eyes of Takemichi deeply reminds him of the sky and the seas. The relaxing sight of the view from above and below.

With Takemichi it seems that the walls he had build within is slowly falling and collapsing.

The ice around his heart is slowly melting.

Like the soft warmth of the warm fillings of sweets at the center of the bread.

Like the drizzle of light rain on his skin.

Even before he had realized it, had he been falling?

Takemichi then grabbed his hand, and interlocking their fingers as the boy excitedly pull him, "I thinks there's an event today! Let's see it together."

Mikey lowered the cap he is wearing to cover the tint of pink looming at his cheeks and cover up the smile he keeps.

Together... The two of them together... Was like a magic spell that sounds so lovely to him.

Mikey wonders... What could this feeling be?

Freeing, nerve-wracking, soft, warm, makes his heart feel stuffy but the more he feels these feelings... The more he gets addicted to it.

Takemichi was not a poison but instead was a sweet honey to his bitter life.

Could Mikey truly feel this way... He wonders that thought so deeply.

Then the two of them got out of the mall, there was indeed a parade. Large dolls come into life as they wave to all the guests, the sound of the loud drums, the thumping music and the confetti and balloons filling up the spaces in between them.

The world was so full and loud yet Mikey's world revolved only to one person, Takemichi... Only he had mattered.

Eyes dazzling and the cheeks blossomed in a pink hue and the curved lips that he loves.

Love... Mikey realized it on that moment... He is falling in love.

He covered his lips and he could feel the butterflies flutter wildly at his stomach, the hold of Takemichi's hand to his getting more warmer and more apparent to him, every sensation in the air.

Maybe it is a love at first sight... But when exactly it started no longer
matters.

One thing he knows he fell in love with Takemichi's kindness and warmth. It makes his heart leap, stomach twist and turn, his face warm up, and toes crinkle.

He wants to be with this kind man even more... For an eternity if this life permits him to do so.

Even if he knows he shouldn't... Even when he'll never be honest...

Just a bit more longer. To the fleeting warmth his hands will never be able to contain forever.