#gogglings

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“Do you have a crush on me?” [HAHAHAH oops]

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   He spoke and she breathed out, watching the smoke slowly disappear into the winter night. Forearms leaning against the railing of their balcony, passing the cigarette to him and reapplying her lip balm ( lips dried by the cold air and buying time ). Fingers nimbly removing the hair tie holding up her ponytail and putting it around her wrist instead, a light shake of her head to let her hair fall a bit more pretty. 

          “Maybe”,

   she thought of short hair and brown eyes, a warm heart and the sky. Of gentle laughter and hands touching, of her heart speeding and wider smiles. Of hugs excused with the name of friendship and ‘I love you’s that never meant what she desired. Of pain she couldn’t describe, realization that the way eyes sparkled when cellphones rang and loving gazes wasn’t for her and wouldn’t ever be.

          “I want to”,

   somewhere children were trying to stay awake, fighting tired eyes and adult promises of ‘sleep, we’ll wake you up in time’. And in a few hours fireworks would welcome the midnight and kisses and—

                                      “I really want to”,

   having him as the sole receiver of her affections, eyes only seeing messy hair and a smile brighter than the neon signs of New York. There was times when her heart fluttered in his presence and she thought that maybe, just maybe, she was there now.

   And then it started hurting again.

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          “You expect me to grab someone else at the meet-up time?”

   she wasn’t angry ( not anymore ), but she couldn’t play it off like a joke this time. He was making excuses and she wasn’t going to blame herself for not calling him an hour before to make sure he remembered. There was some things she shouldn’t be expected to do — not with close friends. For a moment she almost said something she’d regret ( ‘ I asked you because I TRUSTED you and then you didn’t show up ‘ ), only stopped by a scary feeling that what was holding them together right now was a thin rope and its threads was already b r e a k i n g.

   This one was on him, she tried to reason with her heart pounding in her ears, suddenly AFRAID the turn-out wouldn’t be what she wanted it to be. A sign of distress on his face and the worry was gone — along with a heartfelt apology from him.

   And she should have been relieved, should have been the one smiling and told him it was alright and that he shouldn’t do it again. Ask him for a make-up gift and lunch, tease him endlessly about it.

                     She wasn’t.

   Instead there was a flash of anger in her eyes, hands curling into fists behind her back and gaze falling to the ground, trying to reason with HERSELF. “You should—” she bit down on her tongue, already feeling the sinking of guilt for almost yelling at him. “Taichi”, and with one word ( plea ) anger turned into something else, something much more close to fragile disappoinment than before, “I... It was you because I wanted it to be you”

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☂:our muses get caught in the rain outside without an umbrella

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☂:our muses get caught in the rain outside without an umbrella

     It wasn’t quiet spring yet but that didn’t stop the weather from giving them spring-like showers off and on for the past week. Today was supposed to be one of the breaks. Sora didn’t mind the rain, what she did mind however was getting soaking wet. And if thing weren’t bad enough her bike had gotten a flat on the way to school that morning, but it wasn’t so bad because it wasn’t raining then.

     Thankfully Taichi offered to walk her home, she wasn’t about to refuse the company as the walk would be rather long and boring to do alone. The pair set off with little porblem, she wlaked her bike and he rode his taking the lead and then trailing behind her every so often but he kept pace for the most part. They didn’t talk much but when they did it was usually him saying some silly off the cuff pun or joke that would get her to giggle.

     This lasted all of thirty minutes before there was a low grumble from the sky. They’d been so caught up in each others pleasant company that neither had really noticed the darkening of clouds the farther they went. A few moments later and it began to pour. Both of them had forgone an umbrella seeing how it was a nice enough day to ride their bikes in the first place.With a sigh Sora began to trudge onward before he cut her off with his bike.

               “C’mon Tai. If we don’t hurry we’re going to get completely soaked and sick.”

     He insisted they grab something warm to eat and maybe try to see if they could sit out some of the worst of the rain. There was no arguing with him especially when it came to getting food. The two quickly made their way around a corner to a low key ramen shop they’d never heard of.  Making sure their bikes were locked up, not that her’s would be a prime target to get stolen, they headed inside. The silly jokes and laughs from earlier that day filled their little booth as they shoveled away delicious noodles. So what if they had homework, this was important too.

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“Smooch” CO U G H

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      The night hadn’t started out with this end in mind. It had been supposed to be a welcome-to-New-York sightseeing. Showing him the sights and complaining about hurting feet after walking in high heels for five hours and taking the taxi everywhere when he got tired of giving her piggyback rides. Maybe some bars and drinking and MAYBE clubbing before going back to her place and staying up the whole night talking about what she had missed out on while being away. Then one thing led to another and they were suddenly dancing way too close and her fingers gently gripped his collar and pulled and——

                   ——Or maybe this had been expected turn-out from the start. Underlying attraction and mutual bantering. They were alone after all. The two of them in a place where their friends eyes couldn’t reach — where everything they did could turn into a lie. So, lips met with almost hesitation, pulling apart, THINKING, and then crashing. His initiative this time, but she didn’t mind. The ship called ‘ Wise Choices ‘ was already sinking.

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x // @gogglings

          “That’s gonna be like TEN lunches! Ten lunches, ten opportunities to look at fashionable people, a good deal, right?”

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[ GIVES MIMI A SIGNED SHIRTLESS PIC. U dont even have to pay cus ur a pal/wingman. ]

   sets it on fire.