Sugar Garri
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Last published Mon, Jul 21, 2025
Yomi trudged down the apian way,the cold of the evening breeze causing the wounds on his skin to tingle. His head wracked with possibilities,pained with expectation as he looked to the girl who strode beside him,the girl who he had unknowingly wrung his heart around.
Taking up courage,his fingers found hers,lacing into them and earning her attention. Jade lost breath at every sight of him,the bleeding dents on his neck and hands worrying her overwhelmingly. He didn't have to fight,he'd promised he wouldn't.
They made their way into the hostel as Yomi had been in possession of the key,being the hostel captain. Neither of them said anything,despite catching each other's gazes from time to time.
"You can sit" Yomi breathed softly,bringing Jade by her waist to sit on the edge of his bed. "You broke your promise" Jade pointed out silently. "At least I'm not the only one breaking things" Yomi snapped back,causing further words to evade Jade.
Yomi turned to take off his shirt and Jade watched him squirm whilst taking off his shirt.
"Let me help you" Jade reached out to Yomi's almost bare back but Yomi was quick to back off,turning to Jade and slipping the shirt off in an instant.
Chills ran through her at his gesture,and more so when she noticed tears brim in his orbs. He let the shirt drop to the floor and took hold of the small of her waist,taking a step to close the space between them.
Jade's heart pounded and her pulse picked at the uneasy warmth of the affection. "If you want to help me Jade,...then can we not do this. I...I can't..." Yomi cried,causing Jade's eyes to sting as well.
She rested his head against her temple,breathing against his face and cradling it in some attempt to give him some calm which she although knew she couldn't.
"I'm sorry,Yomi" was all Jade could tell him,it was all she was allowed to.
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