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...
that was her gift, she filled you with words you didn't know were there. - atticus
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the carpet was rough against my hands, but in the moment it didn't matter. nothing mattered compared to the feeling of his lips on mine- and that god damn tongue piercing.
each kiss with him was amazing, and that tongue piercing always managed to somehow make the kiss drastically better. from tickling my tongue to the way he pressed it against my bottom lip.
each time i saw him i wanted nothing more then to press his lips against mine. it wasn't just terushima's tongue piercing i loved, but the tall male as well.
from his cheesy pick up lines to his terrible dad jokes.
i moved out of terushimas embrace comfortingly, pressing our lips back together. our mouths move in unison from each other, and it felt like heaven.
i felt like saying our tongues danced but god- that couldn't describe it. i felt his piercing slide straight down the top of my mouth, and i had to try my best to suppress a laugh.
yuji pulled away from the kiss, and i punched him feverishly.
"you fucking tease," i relish, still hitting him. "you know that tickles!"
"what can i say," he murmurs, a smirk on his lips. "i like the faces you make."
