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Boredom

Ángel o demonio, tú

Playin' with me means you're playin' to lose

"Oh I love that song, turn it up." You said as you and your best friend drove around with the windows down. 

Princess in your passenger

Sayin' "Pretty please" with a cherry on top

It was an almost perfect summer day. The weather was perfect, the sun was just setting so all the cicadas were starting to sing. The sky had the most beautiful shades of yellow, pink, and orange. You and  Nijiro had just gotten ice cream and now here we were driving around the city while listening to music.

Vámonos a comer un heladito

Tu princesita, cómprame cositas

"Do you even know what she's saying?" Niji asked you. 

"No but you don't have to know what she's saying to enjoy the song. Plus there are little bits in English so it doesn't' t matter." you replied, not facing him and looking out the window.

"Well it is a global word so I guess you do need English," he said to himself quietly reciting a line from one of his earlier movies. 

It was amazing to be your best friend. He loved every moment he had with you, but sometimes he wished you could be more. Instead of gong out driving as friends, he wished they could be driving dates. That instead of your attention being on the sights of the city, it would be on him. 

"You know," you began to say. "I think you should become a Kuchi."

"A what??" Nijiro asked, giving you the most nastiest side eye.

"A Kuchi."

"And that is...?"

"It's what the fan base for this singer is called. Her name is Kali Uchis, therefore the name 'Kuchis'." You said beaming as you talked about her.

"She writes such beautiful songs, they're almost dreamlike," You began to say.

Nijiro parked the car on a nearby cliff that overlooked the whole city making it look breathtaking.

As you began your rant on all your favorite things, he just sat there, listened and smiled like a fool. He looked at you with nothing but pure adoration in his eye thinking that you were the most precious thing he had ever seen.

The way the sun kissed your skin and shone in your eyes making you look like an angel to him. How can someone be so perfect? 

After a while you stopped talking and noticed him staring at you. "What?" you asked him. 

"I think I like you"

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I didn't proofread any of this. I just wrote this from inso from Kali Uchis' song Heladito. So, how have you guys been?