Our perfect rainstorms

The 22nd of May, 2016

"I sexually identify as dat boi", Charlie said as I came back to Skype him with my food. As a natural response, I yelled "OH SHIT WHADDUP" as loud as I could. It made Charlie giggle.

"Hey can I show you this thing I wrote for you?" Charlie asked. What the fuck. He wrote something for me?

"Yeah, sure", I replied, and Charlie pulled up a keyboard.

"It's a little tune I wrote that makes me think of you", he said, and started playing an upbeat yet calm tune. "What is this", I thought to myself. "I am the lord of the night this song is too happy for me".

Charlie started humming something and singing a few words here and there, but I couldn't make out the words because I was too entranced at how beautifully he could sing while playing the keyboards so well.

The tune dropped down a little bit and became slightly darker, yet still keeping its original calm and upbeat style. How the fuck.

The tune picked up again, and Charlie was playing much lighter. I didn't even notice I had cried a little bit before I saw a small tear roll down his cheek. Somehow I knew these were tears of the utmost happiness.

The song ended on a high note. "That was fucking gorgeous", I said. Charlie blushed.

"Thanks", he said and put the keyboard down again.

"Question", I started. "How the ever loving asshole are you so fucking good at that". Charlie laughed.

"Um, I- I have no idea", he replied.

"Your voice made me come like seven times", I said, and Charlie immediately dipped his head down and wiggled his eyebrows up and down at me. "Stop", I said and chuckled. "I'm supposed to be the sexy one you're supposed to be the cute little small one".

Charlie blushed and smiled. "I can do that too", he squeaked. I smiled. I noticed I had been smiling at him a lot more lately.

"Do you play anything?" Charlie asked.

"I've been teaching myself guitar", I said. "My dad used to play all the time, so I kinda wanna keep that music going. I've got his guitar".

"Oh, why doesn't he play anymore?" Charlie asked.

"I mean he's probably picking out some sick tunes in heaven at the moment", I replied.

"Oh", Charlie said and looked down. "My condolences".

"It's ok", I said.

"Can you play something on guitar for me?" Charlie asked.

"Yeah sure hold on", I said and went to get my guitar. When I got back, I put a capo on the 5th frets of the neck, and started playing the new home theme from Undertale.

I stopped abruptly when I felt myself getting too emotional. "It's a lot better with all the other instruments", I said.

"I think it's beautiful", Charlie said. I smiled.

"Thanks", I said.