04.
hummingbird on the balcony.
i smoke a blunt there too.
we share the space for the moment
before it decides it's time to flee.
only when she left did i realize how
useless i was.
only when she left did i realize how
much i depend on the girl.
fuck.
i feel hands on my shoulders and then arms.
a familiar scent--
lavender and vanilla.
"miss me?"
loud in my ears. whisper in reality.
"nah" i say and i make her laugh.
that laugh.
she comes around and kneels down in front of me.
she places her hands on my thighs.
to see her face, her smiling face.
"you look beautiful" i tell her.
her hair is down, tucked behind her ears.
gold to accessorize, beautiful brown eyes.
she gets shy and hangs her head. why does she still
get shy?
i lift her chin to look at me, her eyes shift away.
i snicker and take another puff before blowing it up at
the sky.
i lean down to kiss her. she tells me she missed me.
i knew she would.
her eyes like a vipers, she keeps them on me as she straddles me.
"wanna take a bath?"
she sits between my legs.
warm water, smooth skin.
lavender.
i kiss on her neck.
she tells me about her trip.
i'm half listening,
half falling asleep.
after days of not being able
to sleep—
like a baby.
"are you listening?" she asks.
"i'm tired"
"you work too hard"
i'm quiet.
i know.
she knows.
she repeats it in hope that one day
she'll actually get through to me.
i hope one day she'll get through to me.
my head is laying on her chest,
her hand strokes my bare back.
quiet.
drifting.
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