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...
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i press my forehead against his stomach warily, my nose somehow managing to snuggle into his abs. tadashi was a comfy pillow, i could admit that.
"tadashi," i whisper, looking up as his hands softly run through my hair. "i love you."
"i love you too," he relies, pausing his movements for a minute. i move upwards, pulling myself up as i pull him in for a kiss.
it's sloppy, but so passionate. his lips meet mine with a soft grace and i want nothing more then to never let go. but i'm tired, and i need air. i pull away, and once again lay back down on tadashi's chest.
i nuzzle into his neck comfortably, kissing his shoulders. i can hear him softly shrieking at the first notion, and before i know it it's over.
i'm half asleep, and even though i want nothing more then to stay awake and kiss tadashi all day, it's much harder then it looks.
