Errrror

- I wanna be with you forever, Uruha.

Soft lips kissing away the tears that never seemed to stop runing down the blondes cheeks.

- No you don't. He smiled and rubbed his eyes.

- Why not?

- Cuz I'm filthy and disgusting.

He dragged Aoi down for a kiss. Everytime their lips touched and his eyer shut close, he used his fingertips to see. He explored Aois face as their tongues met, slowly entwining, cotton candy and sunlight. After feeling the beautiful face under his hands, he moved them in under his shirt, his ribs was like endless hills of softness, his waist slim and firm under his fingers. He broke free from Aois lips.

- Why is every inch of you so perfect?

Aoi stared at him with a raised eyebrow.

- Perfect?

- Your lips, your eyes, your hands and fingers, your skin, your tummy, your nose, yo..-

- Shuuuuuut it!

Aoi held his hand over Uruhas mouth and giggled.

- You forgot something that's more perfect.

A muffled "what?!" was heard underneath his hand. He let go and jumped out of his bed.

- Guess!

- Ehh.. Uruha bit his lip. Your voice?

- Nope.

- Your.. hair?

- Noooo.

- ..Your ass?

Aoi dragged Uruha up from the bed and placed him in front of Aois full body-mirror, tangled his finger into Uruhas.

- I don't get it.

- You. Aoi smiled. It's you.

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