video games
Cloudy sky.
We're swinging in the backyard.
My hands around the seat.
They're turning blue.
Your dark eyes turn to me.
You seem worried.
It's like the first time you seem to be.
You jump on the ground, leaving your seat still swinging in the wind. Hands in your pockets, you come in front of me. Me who's still sitting.
'Let's go back home. You're going to catch a cold.'
You show your car with a gesture from the head while starting to walk towards it. I jump on the ground to follow your way. One of your hands grabs mine. I'm starting to get colors. My hand too. Warm colors.
We jump in the car.
On the road, you're whispering my name.
I get akward, telling you to shut up.
And you laugh.
You open a beer.
I'm sitting on the ground, legs crossed.
Controllers in my hands.
Eyes on the TV screen.
The only source of light in our dark loft.
Some drops are running on the windows.
Lucky we are to be at home.
You call me.
I keep staring at my screen.
You come to me.
I feel your breathe on my skin.
And I close my eyes.
'Let's play other video games, Kenma.'
Shivers.
Then, a smile.
I look up to your eyes.
And leave my controllers.
My hand gets on your cheek.
Pulling your head toward me.
To let me kiss your lips.
To meet my tongue with yours.
To shiver after your cold fingers under my sweatshirt.
To love you just like the night we met.
Kuroo.
The TV screen goes off in our back.
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17.02.22
Yaya.
2022-02-17 01:45:56
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