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ZAYNIE'S POV
"Your urge is just because you were missing me?" I murmur while Liam is trying to turn our bodies the same thing, up against the sofa.
"Uhum." He answers, then stops in a crooked position. I can't help but laugh. I won't cut off his vibez, he's not bothering me.
"Hatshhiii!" I try not to sneeze on Liam.
"Meow."
"What?"
"I've said bless you in a feline language. Isn't it your first language?"
This laugh that hits me is genuine and expanded. Liam can be so daft, but always gallant! Such an amazing sense of humor...
"Meow meow." I say when I'm recomposed from laughing.
Liam moves again, then grumbles. "This sofa is bad, let's go to bed?"
"Sure." I agree. We get up and follow to his bedroom, Liam taking his shirt off. I'm almost asking something, but he starts to wear pajamas.
"Hungry?"
"Ahm... yeah. A tiny one." I take my shoes off and sit down on the bed. "Are you?"
"A little." He concludes his changing clothes and lays down. Different from the usual, he waits for me to rest his head on my chest. "Could you sing like this?"
"I'd try. What do you wanna listen to?"
"My blue jeans..." He sings.
"Japanese Denim." I say the name of this song, opening a big smile. I start to caress his leg with my feet too.
"Zaynie." Liam called me before I could start singing. "Why are you still here?"
"I truly enjoy your company, you make me feel good and dear. I like to know you more each time, every part of you, and also to show myself."
Liam nods, but doesn't say anything. Something about his corporal language tells me that there's something stuck on his mind, but I won't pressure him. I clear my throat.
"...You're my four-leaf clover, I'm so in love, so in love. There's no one above, up above. Forever's a long time, yes/ My blue jeans will last me all my life, oh, yes..."
"Your voice is angelical, I would listen for hours and days without getting tired." Liam comments when the song ends.
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It wasn't easy at all to say goodbye. Even though Liam hadn't shared his thoughts, I still think that he has something stuck on the throat. Pending. The fact that he drank too much coffee also reveals some anxiety, besides the effect of it. I do not want to leave him like this, but last night I wasn't home either. Skyler needs me.
When I open the door, Khalil is watching Dragon Ball Z. He looks at me up and down, then gets back to TV. Is it about the clothes I'm wearing that clearly aren't mine? I murmured good evening before going to the kitchen. I'm hungry!
I put some freeze potatoes on the Air Fryer then went upstairs to find Sky in the middle of all this stuff that I call my bed. Her tail is waving, she's waiting for me to get closer.
"Where's my princess? Who is it?" I lean down on her in a strange hug until she shows me her belly. "My candy baby, mommy missed you."
I'm almost laying down with my dog, but remember that I need to eat something first. I take my shoes off and, just in socks, I get back downstairs.
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[eng] Leave My Shit Outside ; Ziam
FanfictionUnder too many challenges, to find a comfort place between other arms makes things easier with the support to keep going day after day. Com-fort: ¹ A nice place that involves the human being; ² Could be a material place and also an emotional one; ³...