@nvisible : " come here, love. " law speaks softly, gently taking yuuta's head in hold as they lay him down onto their lap, hands stroking rose curls as they whisper, "you seem tired..."
such words prompt the thought that lingers in the idol’s head. and i, one from spring days, one from devotion, soda pop bubbles and sugared lips, glazed strawberries under a warm sun. and you, one from winter nights, melodies under stars above, a blue lulling hush and guitar strings, sweet nothings under a dreamy moon. we meet again and again, and this will last and never leave; it's what us artists call love, it's what we sing about when the lights shine, crystal-like and entrancing. it’s what june jordan speaks of;
i am my soul adrift the whole night sky denies me light without you
‘ mmhm, yeah, i guess i am… but how about you ? you had a long day too, law. ‘ it’s a murmur that slips behind glossed lips, similar to the kindling hue flourishes upon freckled mien. he begins to shift to become settled within his lap, guided by the hand of the man who he cherishes beyond all reason, all comprehension. so yuuta simply melts against him, moonwarm, only to believe there's no other sentiment like this. the feeling of his fingers through unruly locks, reminiscent of petals of bluebells among those familiar butterflies. and he’s now aware of the redolence of the sea and sun-kissed laundry. all his senses become invaded with admiration, even the sound of their voice relieves heartache, the fatigue of the day past. it’s the comfort it holds, inevitable that a deep sleep awaits him, desired among the two lovers. to love so tenderly and deeply, the ocean’s depth and kisses lofty like waves along the shore. the touch of the two bodies entwined, much like worn pages of a love letter lost to time, folding beautifully. yuuta believes in terms, even the whispers of their devotion would echo beyond innermost caves, beckoning like a siren's euphony. what the poets of lives before crave, how lovers invent love time after time.
yuuta proceeds to lean up, placing kisses as light as content sighs against the valley of law’s neck and jaw, returning to the comfort in his lap. he believes he finds refuge in their presence, a sanctuary within azure gaze... yes, there’s home inside him, there always has been. so heart stills, and time only stops... not even seconds go by,
another thought, have we been here before in another life? a fleeting moment? can we remain here forever? wishing to remain alongside you, like a shadow within dusk… twilight stars, how we toe the line, but it’s an ache to become even closer, always so far. to yearn to reach farther into very being, to quiver within bones and kiss the hurt away. soon plush lashes flutter closed, only to slowly blink off the slumber, to look up at a lover with infatuation within violet, only to ponder how lucky he is, once again, how can a mere person feel the epitome of home? if there is a god, would he thank them for every kiss shared, every breath between them without volition, eternally grateful for all.
‘ for now... just kiss me, hold me, and kiss me more... ’ a mumble hushed against them. with all this in mind, it’s almost childish in mannerism, greed swallowing him whole. a tug to clothes, playing with their fingers, cuddling closer… in moments like these, perhaps the yearning to remain close renders him under his lover’s spell, to desire evermore… even as the last star blinks away.
