Apr 10, 2010 14:34
Again his place served as a kind of sanctuary. It's truly comforting to know I have a place to go to where I know I won't be expected to explain myself. A place where I could let out my emotions if I wanted to and not worry about having to explain everything just to be understood. The last place I expected to receive a kind of comfort that does something for your soul.
I went there to invite the Tsundere-sama to skygaze. We sat back to back and as usual we talked about nothing. The silence usually gave me a certain comfort but not that night. It made my mind wander. That night thinking was bad. It made me tear up and soon I was sobbing. I knew he left because I can no longer feel his warm back against my own. I thought maybe he left to give me privacy? Maybe he wasn't in the mood to put up with my tears. I had no idea and right when I was about to let it go he returned. He laid a box of tissue and a glass of water next to me then promptly moved the trash bin a little closer and sat back down. If he went all tsundere on me it would have been easier to stop crying but this... this made me cry some more for a little longer than I wanted to. Before I knew it his box of tissue was almost empty. I had half the mind to use the whole thing. I wanted to do something... anything just so that he'd tease me. But thank the stars above because it seems I have cried enough. I bottomed the glass of water and quietly went back to silently gazing the heavens.
It was only when I felt a little cold that I realized that he left again. What's he up to now? I started to wonder but I willed myself to stop. He's done enough. Given me the kind of comfort I didn't realize I've been looking for all day. Then I heard music. I must have been really out of it to have not noticed the keyboard was out there in the sala and not in his room. I was half expecting him to burst into a song but I laughed at the sillyness of that thought. I didn't dare leave my spot on the balcony. If he wanted me to see him play he would've asked me to watch. If he wanted my opinion he would ask me later I didn't exactly need to see him play to judge his music. I admit to being afraid that if I move an inch the music would go away. That he'd stop playing. Something I definitely did not want to happen. I recognized one of the songs... Ain't No Sunshine. I remember telling him I liked Kris Allen's version of it. I almost convinced myself I was hearing him sing! But no he sounds nothing like KA. But then I've only heard him sing a stanza of the Happy Birthday Song so who am I to say that how his voice is like? LOL
After another song or two he called me inside saying he didn't want to be responsible if I catch a cold. I was almost ready to leave and I am very very glad I did not. I got the big mug! His mug. The big ass mug I've been claiming dibs (and failing miserably) to drink hot choco on. It could say it's the highlight of the night but then it's already been a few days and I still haven't decided what it was among all the things he did for me I liked best.
PS: the song reminded me of Wolf. Very. Much. Now I'm missing him desperately. How bad is that?!