Entwined

Sweet whisper

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"Hey, stop moving," I demanded. "Just one more slice and you're good," I added.

"Who puts tomato on top of sunburns?" Big Mouth said.

"Well, it's a good solution for this," I said while pressing a finger into his tomato-back.

He groaned slightly as he moved again, and a tomato slice fell onto my bed sheet. I sat on the floor, my back leaning on the bed, with Big Mouth's head near my shoulder. I could feel his breath brushing against my skin.

"What should we do tonight?" he asked.

I gently put my head in the crook of his neck. "We should go out for a dance and make some friends," I said.

He put his head on mine as he murmured an "okay."

"How come I don't know about this one?" he asked, brushing his finger over a small bruise on my right knee. "It looks fresh," he added.

"Oh, I fell near the pool this morning; I was following a butterfly," I said.

"That's you," he said.

"What?"

"You are so clumsy and cute."

"You too, cute as a tomato," I said. "You are my tomato."

Silence took place for some time; he was breathing softly and steadily, and I was just sitting there, keeping company to my sleeping tomato.

For the first time in years, I took my sweet time checking him out.

"He grew so much," I thought. "Attractive," I added.

I always wondered why he was never able to be in a long-term relationship. I mean, he is a good-looking guy, well-mannered, and can be dirty-minded; I don't see who would mind that. He can dance and has good taste in everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, and the cherry on top is that he is smart, like extremely high IQ type of smart.

Each one of us has flaws, some are noticeable, and some remain hidden in our dark subconscious. Perfect people have the darkest twisted flaws. Horrible as it may sound, their flaws are sweet shattering desires.

I wonder what is his dark side. I mean, I'm aware of his over-the-board possessiveness. I personally don't mind it at all. Um, maybe we can add also his maniac behaviors and some other sweet seductive stuff. It's just a green flags bouquet.

I wonder what side of him can scare me.

I flipped all the tomatoes on his back and headed downstairs.

I wanted to make apricot jam for him. It's his favorite.

"Hello, Mom," I said to her while passing by the living room.

She was reading some Latin book.

I went to the garden and picked some apricots.

After some time, my mom joined me in the kitchen.

We chitchatted for a while. I put my apricots with sugar in a pot and started stirring. After some time, my mom took the lead.

"It smells great," she said.

"Yeah, maybe it will wake him up," I said.

"Such a nice boy, he will make an incredible husband," she said.