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...
brushing a girls hair over her ear once a day, will solve more problems than all those therapists and drugs. - atticus
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i lay across kageyamas bed, my legs in between his as my eyes look over his. his chest is soft, and i can hear his heart beating. my head is pressed gently against his stomach, and i had been itching to move for a long time.
as i look up my eyes are met with kageyamas, who immediately looks away, obviously embarrassed, but i don't care. i reach upwards, my fingers gently grabbing a few pieces of his hair.
i run the tips of my fingers across his scalp, every once and awhile moving the location. i play with his hair, and as i move it around i quickly sit up, getting comfortable on his chest as i caresses certain strands.
"so soft," i comfortingly whisper, before my hands leave his hair. i lean down, a smile on my lips. "how about a kiss, tobio?"
