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8: eyelid kiss

the space between them is small, a width of silence that fills the sheets draped over their lower half. here, sen lies beside tai, faces tai, and tai does the same. it’s always been dinners served with awkward conversations between the two of them, but tonight, there is only comfort shared through audible inhales and exhales, unfaltering gazes, a smile. sen draws in the solace that has been offered to her for months now, only acknowledging it tonight. perhaps, this is all that she needs. tonight.

“do you hear that?” she whispers.“the rain?”“i love it. tai, well, does setsuna love it too? i’d like to think we – i – still love the things i loved back then.”his eyes speak. she talks.“but i can’t be sure, you know. i wonder just how many people i’ve loved and have forgotten. it sucks because it’s the memories that have a say on what i’ve felt. and i’ve lost them.”“you haven’t lost me, setsu.”

a pause. there is barely any space between them now, toned arm draped around her waist, the length of one’s hand repetitively smoothing the creases over her spine as if it could flatten out the ridges of her present. but sen lives in this moment, believes that sleeping to the circles being traced all over her back can somehow deface a mountain that she has been climbing since she got back in sunhwa. he stops, thumb now caressing the softness of her cheek.

“keep on doing that, tai.”“doing what?”she hums, tone somnolent against her following words. “back. the thing you were doing to my back.”he listens. he complies.

the last of the many pauses, prolonged silences. sen isn’t looking at him anymore. her eyes are closed, and she wonders if his are, too. it has been two minutes since they entertained the call to sleep, two minutes to take her to check if he has given in to the indiscernible voice of slumber. his eyes have been closed, but she doesn’t wonder how long it has been, only lets her palm gently rest against his cheek, leaning in. it’s a goodnight kiss on his eyelid, a long one.

tonight is all that she needs. he doesn’t need to remember it tomorrow.

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Texts, gimme

new phone who this.

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taixyf replied to your post “[text] Are you and your bed official yet?”

[sms - NO BOOBS] I'm just hoping that you finally get some. I feel almost responsible. Even though your major problem might prevent that.

[ sms – don’t respond this is satan ] 😊😊😊😊😊🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪 [ sms – don’t respond this is satan ] have i said fuck you yet? well fuck you, tai. and your dumbo ears.

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[ where’s the break in breakfast ]

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although sen seems to be all about the good dreams underneath the apathy tracing her features, she has a nightmare in the form of a tall, muscular guy who pulled her hair when she was three. and her nightmare has a name, written in prestige to most people, inked with hell to her.

chey tai isn’t particularly an awful human being in her record book, but if she were to keep track of all the days he never let her live, she’d run out of pages. there’s a line between friends and foes that they traverse, a border that separates their relationship from the rest of the students in the academy, soaked in a gasoline of snide remarks, aflame with the desire to take revenge on each other. it’s a cycle, with sen reaching up from behind him to mess the hours upon hours he puts into brushing perfection through his hair, and tai shouting japanese curses and made-up stories in front of her dorm. for the most part, sen, who’s known for being chaotic and disastrous in her ju jak ways, can’t handle tai. so she hides from him.

or at least, she tries to. she is trying to at this very moment.

with his height (and his hair), sen can easily spot him from a distance, walking opposite the direction she is headed to, which means they’re going to pass by each other, also synonymous to risking her day to being ruined. instantly, she turns on her heels to avoid crossing paths with him, composure leading her feet to walk towards the same direction, eyeing the surroundings for a possible hiding spot. it is an open space, much to her frustration, but sen is persistent, pace becoming faster before he can even recognize her from behind. she swears under her breath. it’s too early for this.

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[text] Are you and your bed official yet?

[ sms – don’t respond this is satan ] none of your business. why? are you jealous because i’m paying attention to my bed more than i ever will to you?[ sms – don’t respond this is satan ] CAN YOU STOP YELLING THAT IN FRONT OF MY DORM GFDI!!!!! 😡🔪

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