( this was written in 2018 i needed something to publish )
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2; sweater weather
"All I am is a man. I want the world in my hands. I hate the beach, but I stand in California with my toes in the sand. "
Groaning as your back muscles stretched, you sat up from the soft bed, damp from sweat. Half of the bed was lifted up while the other half remained laid on. You slowly got off the bed, slipped on a shirt, some pants, and shoes. You then tried your best to make your way out of the room without your paramour waking up. A quick cup of coffee and you were out of this shithole. As your elbows rested on the counter of the kitchen, hands snaked around you waist and pulled you back into a firm, muscularchest. "What's got you up, love?" A husky voice asked. Hikaru, your current obsession. You two met at a bar, on a Saturday night. Last night. You put on a fake smile and went on with the act. "I've got to get back home," You said. "you know how it is." But you didn't need to get home. Hands slipped off your waist as a relieved sigh escaped your lips. You had never rushed out of a house that fast. The last thing you here as you shimmied out the door was "Call me." You didn't call him. In fact, you deleted his number. And here you stand, waiting for your bus to come.
"Uses the sleeves of my sweater. Lets have an adventure. Head in the clouds but my gravity centered. Touch my neck and I'll touch yours."
Your thighs thickened when you sat down. Goose bumps traveled your legs caused to the crisp air of the rain.
"You and those little high waisted shorts."
... The bus ride was a drag. Only four rode. You, an old lady, the bus driver, and the old lady's husband. At last your stop came, the rain had stopped pouring and was now light sprinkles.
"She knows what I think about. And what I think about. One love, one house. No shirt no blouse. Just us, you find out. Nothing that I really want to tell you about. No."
You trudged through the neighborhood, up to the highest house on the hill. Haru's house. You knew he'd let you stay the night. As you past Ms. Tamura's house she steppe out of her door. "Going to go see Haruka again my dear?" She asked. You chuckled and faced her. "Like always." After a couple of minutes of small talk, you turned back around and bumped into a tall figure.
"Cause it's too cold..."
You looked up and met eyes with the person. A bright green that seemed eager to shine inhabited his eyes. He smiled. And his eyes had you helpless. You smiled back.
"....for you here."
-- DONT FLAME ME i wrote this YEARS AGO. capitalization 🤢 indents 🤢 song fic 🤢 indulge on the old food i love you so much! send requests! 6.16.20
