Being Pansexual

89. so i had a dream

we were somewhere, i can't remember where it was exactly, but it was some kind of bar or club.
the music was loud, and all i wanted was to be with you.
your eyes captured the colourful lighting and i couldn't stop looking at you. you took my breath away and all i wanted was-
you took my hand in yours and i leant towards you, but you turned and began walking through the crowd. you pulled me along behind you.
it felt like nothing i'd ever felt before- jittery excitement, complete bewilderment. all i knew was how much i loved you.
and then,
we reached the side of the room and you stopped walking, your hand was still holding mine. you turned and we were facing each other. again, i stepped closer to you, but-
you stepped backwards, smiling at me softly.
and holy crap you looked so stunning smiling at me, with your arm outstretched, holding my hand. so utterly beautiful, but i wanted to be closer to you.
so again, i stepped closer, hoping you'd let me.
but, again, you stepped back. however, this time you stepped back into the wall.
there was nowhere else to go.
i remember when i realised this, the biggest smile covered my face and how you looked...
your ever present smile switched. that face... you... you dared me.
i stepped closer, yet again. but this time, you couldn't move away.
i moved even closer, but you stayed there, with that slight upward turn of your lips, those raised eyebrows- daring me.
i pulled our hands up, bringing them between us and kissed your hand ever so gently.
you raised your eyebrows more.
that got me.
i leant in and kissed you then. i pushed you against that damn wall and kissed you then.
then i woke up~

okay- i'm too nervous to tell you about my dream so imma just leave this here