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...
the ironyof loneliness is we all feel it at the same time - rupi kaur
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i carefully held daichis hand as we walked through the pumpkin patch. the ground was littered with thousands of them, and you bet i was looking for the perfect one.
daichi has settled on a close second place. the pumpkin was small, but otherwise perfectly round. there was barely any markings on it, and when he first picked it out i vowed to find one better then his.
"brr," i whispered, rubbing my hands up and down my arms. i hadn't noticed it was getting cold, and daichi placed his coat over mine gently.
"stay warm," he chuckled, patting my back. "you should've brought a jacket."
"sorry daichi," i chuckled, before finally rolling a pumpkin over.
it was perfect, and i happily smacked the pumpkin. daichi softly chuckled at the notion, and i turned to him with a bright smile on my lips.
"it's perfect!"
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i put my pumpkin on the table gently, watching as daichi brought over the carving utensils. normally i wasn't so ecstatic about carving pumpkins, but when i found out the team was competing against each other i couldn't hold myself back.
i wanted nothing more then to beat them. aside from daichi of course, who really just deserved the world.
"so, whatddya say we get stayed?" i ask, grabbing one of the tools from off of the table.
"i say yes." he carefully responds, giving me one of those sweet smiles.
pumpkin carving went by slower then i thought, and by hour two i had barely gotten half way through. i visibly sighed, and daichi smiled at me.
"need some help?" he asked, grabbing the pumpkin from beside me. i bitterly look at him as he looks at the carving on the pumpkin.
i was embarrassed. the sculpted image on the pumpkin was of daichi, and he looked like he was holding in a laugh as he looked at it.
"it's bad, huh?" i chuckle, holding my hand out and making a grabby motion.
he puts it down on the table, and i walk into the kitchen, grabbing the bowl of pumpkin guts.
"think fast!" i holler, grabbing a chunk of pumpkin and throwing it towards him. it hits him, and he groans before starting to chase after me. i hadn't noticed myself putting the bowl down.
i don't feel the guts on my back until i'm pressed to the ground, daichi smearing guts on my face. i sigh, before pressing our lips together in an attempt to get him dirty too. he laughs, before kissing me back.
