it’s almost my birthday..tehe
takeomi will drive somewhere far away or around the city just to clear yours and his head from whatever’s is going on your daily lives. the man will keep his hand on your thigh, squeezing every once in a while and rubbing up and down the softness of you skin. he’s driving at a speed higher than regular, it’s a lone street, a street you both have been to before that leads to a cliff that can make you see that whole city from there. still on driving there, getting close, he will turn up the volume from the playlist you had put on when the trip started. you’re right beside his lip syncing and doing movements with the songs while he’s just there smiling and laughing at point where you would reach over to his face and lip-sync your heart out. when he finally gets to the cliff, it’s when it plays a slow song. a song you both are familiar with. a song that has played when he’s making love to you. has been played when when in the shower. has been played when making dinner or midnights snacks together. a song that you danced with him on the first time you met him. you both lay back on the hood of the car, you cuddled up to his side and looking up at the stars that show more brighter tonight. no more thinking about meetings, no more sanzu and ran, no more guns or shooting, no more clubs and hard strobe lights, it’s just you and takeomi, kissing softly underneath the moonlight and above the hardworking city.
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