n. a recurring thought that only seems to strike you late at night-an overdue task, a nagging guilt, a looming and shapeless future-that circles high overhead during the day, that pecks at the back of your mind while you try to sleep, that you can s...
soft enough to offer life tough enough to drown it away - rupi kaur
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the minute i had met tadashi i wanted nothing more then to play connect the dots with his freckles. they were so adorable, and more then anything i wanted to kiss each little tiny freckle till all of his anxiety and self loathing went away.
tadashi. i couldn't find the words to describe the beauty of not only his freckles but the man himself. he was excellent, and when he saw fault in something he could fix, he worked as hard as he could to make it perfect.
and that was what made tadashi so eye catching to me.
he was a really good guy, and even if his best friend treated him terribly, he was amazing.
i hadn't expected i would ask him out, nor had i thought that i wouldn't be the first to confess- if he had the same feelings towards me as i did towards him.
i didn't think i would ever be able to tell tadashi, but one crisp afternoon was all it took.
"tadashi!" i laughed, popping my head over the side of the gym doors. i watched in complete awe as he hit a serve, instantly entranced in whatever he was doing.
"i'll be right back guys!" tadashi relayed, running over from the court towards me. "what's up?"
and i don't know why but the minute i look up my throat gets caught in my throat. it's those damn freckles. i sigh, before looking down at the sweater in my hands.
"you left your sweater in my room while studying, i was gonna give it to you earlier today but i couldn't find you." i smile, handing him the sweater gently.
"is that the girl you're always talking about tadashi?" tanaka yells, someone who i had just recently met from the team. at the comment i almost scream. he talked about me?
"uh- um-" tadashi nervously fidgets, trying his best to cover his red tinted cheeks. i chuckled lightly before looking up at tadashi.
"i like you too, tadashi." i laugh, my hands running across his freckles softly.
maybe one day i would be able to connect the dots.
