a drink of yorkshire tea || larry stylinson

01

He looked to the flaring golden orange sun that was nearing to set, standing from the large boulders and rocks that had separated the sandy land from the sea. Flock of birds that were flying to the ball of hot yellow orange, and the clear orange sky began to change into a  purplish one.
 
It is a beautiful sight to see. More beautiful if you have your lovely partner with you to see it. Just plain romantic.

"Isn't it beautiful?" A tall young boy asked, staring to the pleasant sight infront of him. Eyes glinting.

"It is," Another boy, older but a tad bit shorter than him, agreed. "But you're more beautiful, love." He said looking to the younger one, smiling.

The young lad only giggled and blushed. The older of them smiled at him more,intertwining his own hands with the younger,"You'll always be my sunshine, my world. You'll always be in my heart no matter what. I love you."

"I love you, too."

And as the sun set, they kissed with pure love and bliss.

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Beep beep. Beep beep.

I groaned and shifted to the side of my bed, covering bed head with my huge pillow. Who in the world would even make that earsplitting sound?!

Beep beep. Beep beep.

Okay... I think I know what it is now. I clutched the pillow closer to my ears from the deafening alarm. And shouted, "Niall turn it off!"

Niall whined from the other side of the room. "You turn it off! I wanna go back to sleep."

"But it's your turn to turn it off!" Okay, we were practically yelling at each other still half-asleep. We had this ridiculous routine in taking turns to turn off the alarm. Weird, right? And God, the alarm is still sickening to my head.

Niall whined again, but obliged anyway. He tossed away his bedsheets, covering what's left is his pale feet, and lazily got up  and slammed the alarm clock in the table between them into silence and Niall stumbled back to bed, hitting his face first on the mattress.

Thank God, I thought and closed my eyes for a bit. I loosen my grip on the pillow and opemed my eyelids again to stare at the pale blue wall infront of me, my eyes are still droopy. I still want to sleep.

I stayed like this for several moments until I noticed Niall got up to his feet and fixed his bed. I then followed suit after several minutes.

Niall was always the first one to wake up and take a shower, so that leaves me to most likely to prepare breakfast. Naked. But save for my boxers. Niall was used to seeing it anyway, he doesn't react at all. After Niall was finished changing up, he'll set up the plates and finish the cooking so that I can shower and change.

We ate our breakfast, which is omelet, quietly. But it didn't last long until the radio started booming loud and nonsense musics.

"I don't really like the music in today's generation," Niall blurted. I have to say I agree, so I nod. "Yeah," I added. "Except for Ed's and Shawn. They're rad." "Don't forget 5 Seconds of Summer! They slaaayy!!" Niall exclaimed. I nodded, smiling a tad bit.

Me and Niall became best friends since kindergarten and our parents are very very close to each other. We are actually also neighbors the last time and we are the only little children on the neighborhood. But when we were grade 6, Niall had to moved out and returned to their homeland, Ireland. And the fact I just realized his accent was actually Irish. We still kept in contact, calling through phones and sending mails.