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And I will kiss slowly | Sunday x Reader

The quiet hum of the Astral Express lulls the space between us, but it is only the surface. Beneath, a storm stirs, soft and unspoken. You are there, as always, just out of reach, and yet—so close, so close that I can feel the warmth of your presence pressing against the edges of my mind. My thoughts, once so determined, slip toward you without invitation, like a current pulling me toward something I cannot name.

I think about kissing you, not just today, but yesterday, and the day before, as if my heart has known this longing for longer than it dares to admit. It's a quiet ache that stirs within me, like the stillness before a storm. And in this stillness, I think about kissing you again, tomorrow, and the day after that, for all the days ahead. It will never stop, this quiet hunger. It will only grow, feeding on itself, circling like the stars outside this train, endless and all-consuming.

Slowly, as I trace the curve of my thoughts, I imagine the soft press of your lips against mine. The softness of you, the warmth of your skin, the way you breathe against me. I imagine it in the quiet moments, when the world fades away and only the two of us remain. I think about kissing you in places that are not yet ours—your car, the rain falling around us, on the doorstep where I stand, waiting for something I don’t know how to name.

I think about kissing your dimple, the tender spot that I’ve come to memorize in silence. Your cheek, where the light catches just so, and your spot, where you carry your unspoken truths. The weight of it all presses into me, like a truth I can’t bear to speak, and yet, I can’t help but yearn for it.

I think about kissing only you. Not as an act, not as a moment to mark, but as a surrender—a release of everything I have held so tightly to. The fear, the guilt, the belief that dreams are easier than reality, that pain is something to be avoided, not confronted.

But I would kiss you, if I could. Slowly. Gently. Until I forget all the reasons why I shouldn't. Until I remember, for once, that it's okay to want. That it’s okay to feel.