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‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ chapterthree ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙
it was the next day, kairi found himself thinking of the italian on his bed. he stared off into space with his airpods listening to "slow dancing in the dark."
"mattia" he hummed. he thought of the smile he gave him and the soft eyes that looked straight into his soul. it wasn't weird at all. in fact, they could sit in silence and it wouldn't bother him at all.
"crush, it's such an infantile word. but makes sense." he thought. he thought of a future with the tall figure. he closed his eyes and imagined. hard.
he imagined waking up to mattia's light snores as he cuddled the small boy. he visualized visiting mattia's job to surprise him. he planned the future dates, proposal, wedding, possibly a kid, a girl preferably. her name would be ariel. they would live in a big house, just for the three of them.
it sounded perfect to kairi. too perfect.
and then the music stopped. leaving kairi in the realization that someone as perfect as mattia wouldn't love him the way he did. he also owed the fact that mattia could be straight. he turned on his side, closed his eyes shut, and fell into a deep sleep thinking,
"i fell in love with a boy i barely know, and his name is mattia."
