the departure → zuckles

iii

→ 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞
"hey mason," i said as i walked into the room. "today has been pretty awkward with cam. it's fine. time for some weed, am i right or am i RIGHT?" i asked. he sat, looking desolate. "hey, what's wrong?"
"nothing. i dont know, catching feelings for you might be a mistake," he said. i frowned. i crawled on top of my bed with him
"did i do something wrong? is it me?" i asked. i liked him a lot.
"no, it's just . . cam is one of my best friends and i was selfish," he said.
"youre not selfish just because cam likes me too. i dont wanna see you like this. i wanna see you happy," i replied. "can i make you feel better?"
"zuckies wanna huggie," he replied, smiling. i stretched my arms and scooped every ounce of love and warmth and wrapped it around him like a blanket. i didnt want to stop hugging him. "mm," he said. he rubbed his head on top of mine. "i wanna cuddle." i didnt hesitate. "i'll be the big spoon," he suggested. i curled up next to him and he placed his hand on mine. his hands were so soft. his heavy breathing put me to sleep. he shortly fell asleep.
i woke up. he was still next to me, but he was looking at me. "good morning," i said and yawned. he smiled. "how long were you up?" i asked.
"it doesnt matter. i would look at you asleep for an eternity." his hand grazed my cheek lightly. i smiled. "youre beautiful."
   "shut up. im hungry," i said. he kissed me. not on the cheek, not on the forehead, on my lips. i didnt pull away . . he was my first kiss. "mason," i said when the kiss was over. "ive never kissed anyone before."
   "never?" he asked. i shook my head. "youre kidding. youre so . . kissable, though."
   "thanks, i guess," i giggled. "at least you were my first. not some random hobo or something."
   "yeah, i hope you know i like you a lot. i dont wanna lose you or cam, so im not sure about what to do," he responded.
   "i understand. we're in a pickle, i dont know what to do either," i said. he looked down. i rubbed my head on his shoulder.
   "youre so cute. fuck," he said. "didnt you say when we were drunk and high that you sung sometimes?" he asked. "i dunno why I recall THAT of all things, but i wanna hear you."
   "i do sometimes, i'll get my guitar, hold on." i walked upstairs, found my guitar in the closet, and brought it downstairs. i walked into my room, closed and locked the door. i sighed. i got my guitar and sat on my bed. "you ready?" i asked nervously. he nodded his head. i sighed again.
At first glance
I thought I'd find you in the palm of my hands
So I asked my friends
They told me kid you do not stand a chance
Well I've been talking, I've been wondering
I've been thinking, if not me, then who?
So I start walking and building up the courage
To say directly to you
I think I'm addicted to something that's different
I've never felt this way about anybody before
Face down on the floor
And I'm acting like it's not surprising
The things that you do though are so hypnotizing
So hard to control it whenever I'm feeling it
Begging for more
Can we please stop pretending
We're not both feeling this
Baby, you're killin' it
And I don't know how much more I can take
I'm used to living reckless
Accustomed to the excess attention
Given to me by the girl in the black dress
I'm granted access whenever I ask it
But I'm lovin' your eyes and I'm diggin' your smile
Think maybe we should go sit down for a while
And bring this whole game to a satisfied ending
If we'd both stop pretending
So I start to feel the time pass me by
Every oppurtunity gone to waste
And there's a hundred other girls in this place
But there's something about you darling
I can't look away
I've been hooked since I saw your face
And you're magical, something spectacular
Baby for you need a who new vernacular
I can't describe how I'm feeling inside
But I'm nervous and that usually doesn't happen
And it's so distracting the way that you're snappin'
I'm thinkin' maybe you would like to go for a ride
Can we please stop pretending
We're not both feeling this
Baby, you're killin' it
And I don't know how much more I can take
when i finished the song, his jaw dropped.
   he smiled. "wow."
i giggled and said, "what do you mean, wow?"
"you sound beautiful."