josh
it's the 17th of march
si had arrived at the library with red puffy eyes this morning, i could tell he had been crying.
we sat down and i asked him if he wanted to talk about it but instead of giving a response, he just stared down at the old table, fiddling nervously with his hands.
i told him that he could trust me, so he did.
and he told me everything.
everything from the sweaters, to why he smokes and why he comes here.
i held his hand to calm him, and to show him that:
i understand.
and i think he understood that i understand
because he kissed me.
it was nice.
his lips felt right on mine.
'i like him
a lot.'
a/n: thank you sooooo much for all of the support on this story so far!! :)
it makes me really happy to see that people read this lol. thank you!!
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grey ; minizerk
Fanfictionyellow and white rests between his lips and he fills his lungs with grey. tw; there is a lot. don't read if you're sensitive about suicide or depressive thoughts.
