Kiss it better [BxB] ✔️

Golden Slumbers

I found myself at Johns apartment. I sat on the welcome mat and calmed down, listening to songs on my phone.

Nothing made sense except for John. For now he was keeping me grounded. Nothing felt connected to me except for him.

He drove up his driveway and ran quickly to me.

"I didnt know if you were ok... are you?"

I laughed dryly. "Fuck no."

He shifted, and ran his hand through his hair. "Can I do anything?"

"Some food would be nice." He smiled weakly and helped me up.

We ate leftover pizza, mostly in silence. Occasionally he would rub his knee against mine, or our thighs would touch, but only for a second.

"Do you have anything to drink?" I asked.

"I have some water or te—"

"Alcohol." He laughed and opened up a cabinet filled with semi-full bottles.

I grabbed a tequila bottle and chugged that shit like I was in high-school again. He laughed and pulled it away.

"Look I dont think alcohol poison is the way to go I recommend a good toaster to the bathtub."

"Nah, you gotta go with an Ikea bag over the head."

"Nothing beats just throwing yourself off of a daycare center."

"What about drowning in Belle Delphines bath water?"

He shook his head and made his own drink, an hour later we were both acting like idiots and falling over on eachother.

"Hes a fucking asshole." I said into Johns shoulder.

"Hes not even good enough to be an asshole. Hes the human equivalent of a catheter."

"Are you a catheter?" I asked him and he rubbed my hair.

"I would hope not." He said. He gazed down at me, and I at him.

"Could you be my catheter?" I asked.

"This metaphor is becoming unusable."

I swayed with him in my arms. No music to dance to except for the rhythms of his breaths mixing with mine. He twirled me ungracefully and I hummed a tune that I wasnt sure was an actual song. He hummed to, a different softer song. One that reminded me of a lullaby.

"Kiss me?" I asked.

He dipped down and met my lips. He still hummed and it reverberated inside of me, echoing in my mind. Each note took me farther away from earth, where the only think I could touch or see was Johns body. My feet didnt touch solid ground anymore, I was floating above the universe with him.

Bran was like emeralds, bright and showy, gaudy, and easily able to break.

John was steel. I could support everything I had on him and he wouldnt bend, he wouldnt falter.

But his kiss was liquid gold on my lips. I was so intoxicated by them, and I felt my self becoming addicted. I wanted to kiss him until we were one, one body, one mind. One thing that couldn't be held down by gravity anymore.

I slept in his arms. And I knew... I knew things were changing.