𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 ~ dnf

9.

| dream | oct. 31st

it's halloween,
george.

the day we shared
our first kiss on the cheek
just last year.

i still remember that day
so vividly
that it hurts,
just how many details
i can recite.

i remember
when you got scared
at that haunted house
and you held onto my hand
so tightly.

that's when i realized
just how much
i loved your touch.

i wouldn't let you go,
remember?

i held you
the entire time
and when you started crying
because you were so
overwhelmed with emotions
i wiped your tears
and kissed you on the cheek,
remember?

under those fairy lights
that lit up the waiting area
where we exited the house at.

you stared upon them
so brightly
and you told me
just how badly
you wanted them
for our treehouse.

i went out the next day
and got some,
hanging them up
exactly
where you wanted.

when i kissed you
on the cheek
you were so red.

you told me how much
you liked it
and how strongly
it made you feel
and how jittery
you felt
in your stomach.

i kissed you again
in the same spot,
remember?

you melted
straight into my touch
burying your flushed cheeks
into my chest
and holding me tight
around my waist.

you wouldn't let me go
you kept one finger on me
at all times
i don't think
there was a time
where you weren't
holding on to me.

a time where our pinkies
weren't intertwined together.

and when i asked
why you were being
so clingy
to me,
you only replied with:

"it's cold."

i laughed
because i knew
that wasn't why
you were holding me.

you just liked
the way it felt
in your stomach
and your heart
when i wrapped my arms
around your neck
pulling you in
for a giant
embrace.

the rest of the night,
your cheeks were still
such a bright shade
of red.

and no,
it wasn't because it was cold
outside.

it's because you were blushing
from me.

you always got
so embarrassed
when i held you
and called you names
in front of large crowds
of people.

you were afraid
of what they might think
but i didn't care.

so what,
if two boys were kissing on the cheek?
so what,
if two boys were holding hands?

i don't see
the big issue with that,
but some people do
like my dad.

but he'll never know
about what we do
when we're alone,
together.