teehee~~
yeah still in dad's car ^^
man wireless internet connection is so much damn fun! we were driving through
a hell in the country side and I was still logged on XD
anyways, since I was bored out of my mind, and talking with my dad isn't something that
disturbs my mind, I wrote smth.
I already wrote Aiji's POV, and Kirito's POV.
Micha said it's time for Jun to take part, so... yeah here it is.
I feel like somehow wrote a trilogy again O_o
SO, Jun's POV.
A pair of arms around my waist, holding me close.
A lean chest pressed against my back.
His presence making me feel all weak, causing my heart flutter with delight.
I’m greatful to everything that’s holy that he crossed the path of my life.
There’s just something about him that makes me feel special.
That I am his whole world.
His eyes that tell me millions more than I ever hoped to hear from him.
His lips brushing against my own, touching more than the soft tissue.
With even the slightest touch he makes me feel so much alive.
I couldn’t say how it all happened.
When he changed from a band mate to a close friend, then to a lover.
When he started to occupy my mind, when I would go crazy without seeing him daily.
I can’t say why we met one day by accident in the darkening park, while the sky sobbed with angered streaks of rain.
He tasted like rain on that day.
He still does.
Strong and rough around the edges, yet so soft underneath everything.
Just the way he is I guess.
Even right now, when he is embracing me.
He’s the fragile one.
He’s the one that could shatter, break.
The one who in fact is in need of being protected.
There is no place I would love to be more, than his side.
Waking up to see his warm eyes ooking down at me is one of the best things I could imagine.
Faling asleep feeling his warm breath on my skin makes me belive that I have my heaven on Earth.
Knowing he needs me in the same way I need him.
He places a little kiss on the base of my neck, his way of saying goodnight after a tiring day.
I know he’s half asleep already,
I just feel it, by the way his breath changes, by the way his heart beat rumbles gently in his chest.
My eyes are sore, I am tired as well.
My body aches slightly, begging me to let it rest in a deep slumber.
But something won’t allow me to fall into the awaiting arms of Morpheus.
I turn in his arms, resting my eyes on his calm face.
His eyes groggy with the downing sleep, I can see he’s forcing them to remain open.
I place a gentle kiss on his lips, enjoying their feel for a second, causing those heavy lids to close.
“Sleep...” I whisper, wrapping my own arms around him.
There’s a blissful smile playing on his lips, as he finally lets sleep to claim him.
Even being the taller of us two, his body fits perfectly against mine.
Allowing me to hold him as he just seems to melt into the embrace.
As if he was sheltering himself from eveything that could harm him.
I wacht as the night paints shadows on his face .
The moon gives only a little light, making me feel eerie.
I close my hurting eyes and allow myself to sigh a little..
I remember other arms around my frame.
I remember other eyes highlightened with the moon’s pale shine.
Other lips... smooth, not calloused fingers on my heatened skin.
I remember being protected, not protecting....
Even if it was only for one night.
Even if it didn’t mean anything at all after the too short night...
Even if the one my heart belongs to is right here in my arms.
There are those dimmed, hazy moon lit nights like this one, that make me remember every little detail.
Crystal drops shining on the tips of coal black lashes.
Eyes that looked like enchanted midnight, so much alive in the stillness of the night.
Every breath that left reddened lips, caressing my skin in a way I couldn’t even describe.
I shut my lids tight, feeling nauseaous all of the sudden.
What happened in the past, belongs to the past.
My heart belongs to the gentle lover I cradle right now, who’s body I protect from the harshness of a pale night.
My mind belongs to the same person, that looks at me as I am the most precious thing in his whole world.
But there are still pieces of me that belong to him.
And I pray for forgivness, but deep down in my heart, I miss being protected.
man wireless internet connection is so much damn fun! we were driving through
a hell in the country side and I was still logged on XD
anyways, since I was bored out of my mind, and talking with my dad isn't something that
disturbs my mind, I wrote smth.
I already wrote Aiji's POV, and Kirito's POV.
Micha said it's time for Jun to take part, so... yeah here it is.
I feel like somehow wrote a trilogy again O_o
SO, Jun's POV.
A pair of arms around my waist, holding me close.
A lean chest pressed against my back.
His presence making me feel all weak, causing my heart flutter with delight.
I’m greatful to everything that’s holy that he crossed the path of my life.
There’s just something about him that makes me feel special.
That I am his whole world.
His eyes that tell me millions more than I ever hoped to hear from him.
His lips brushing against my own, touching more than the soft tissue.
With even the slightest touch he makes me feel so much alive.
I couldn’t say how it all happened.
When he changed from a band mate to a close friend, then to a lover.
When he started to occupy my mind, when I would go crazy without seeing him daily.
I can’t say why we met one day by accident in the darkening park, while the sky sobbed with angered streaks of rain.
He tasted like rain on that day.
He still does.
Strong and rough around the edges, yet so soft underneath everything.
Just the way he is I guess.
Even right now, when he is embracing me.
He’s the fragile one.
He’s the one that could shatter, break.
The one who in fact is in need of being protected.
There is no place I would love to be more, than his side.
Waking up to see his warm eyes ooking down at me is one of the best things I could imagine.
Faling asleep feeling his warm breath on my skin makes me belive that I have my heaven on Earth.
Knowing he needs me in the same way I need him.
He places a little kiss on the base of my neck, his way of saying goodnight after a tiring day.
I know he’s half asleep already,
I just feel it, by the way his breath changes, by the way his heart beat rumbles gently in his chest.
My eyes are sore, I am tired as well.
My body aches slightly, begging me to let it rest in a deep slumber.
But something won’t allow me to fall into the awaiting arms of Morpheus.
I turn in his arms, resting my eyes on his calm face.
His eyes groggy with the downing sleep, I can see he’s forcing them to remain open.
I place a gentle kiss on his lips, enjoying their feel for a second, causing those heavy lids to close.
“Sleep...” I whisper, wrapping my own arms around him.
There’s a blissful smile playing on his lips, as he finally lets sleep to claim him.
Even being the taller of us two, his body fits perfectly against mine.
Allowing me to hold him as he just seems to melt into the embrace.
As if he was sheltering himself from eveything that could harm him.
I wacht as the night paints shadows on his face .
The moon gives only a little light, making me feel eerie.
I close my hurting eyes and allow myself to sigh a little..
I remember other arms around my frame.
I remember other eyes highlightened with the moon’s pale shine.
Other lips... smooth, not calloused fingers on my heatened skin.
I remember being protected, not protecting....
Even if it was only for one night.
Even if it didn’t mean anything at all after the too short night...
Even if the one my heart belongs to is right here in my arms.
There are those dimmed, hazy moon lit nights like this one, that make me remember every little detail.
Crystal drops shining on the tips of coal black lashes.
Eyes that looked like enchanted midnight, so much alive in the stillness of the night.
Every breath that left reddened lips, caressing my skin in a way I couldn’t even describe.
I shut my lids tight, feeling nauseaous all of the sudden.
What happened in the past, belongs to the past.
My heart belongs to the gentle lover I cradle right now, who’s body I protect from the harshness of a pale night.
My mind belongs to the same person, that looks at me as I am the most precious thing in his whole world.
But there are still pieces of me that belong to him.
And I pray for forgivness, but deep down in my heart, I miss being protected.