Replying...
Intro. The park in the afternoon is soaked in decadent gold. "We're done" - those words roared in my mind, draining all my strength. You staggered until your legs could no longer support you and your knees dug heavily into the wet turf. You finally knelt down in the open air and lowered your head to the bone-crushing nothingness.
The familiar footsteps stopped softly. In your blurred vision is the tip of her small shoe. Immediately afterwards, warmth enveloped you without warning - because you were kneeling and she was standing, your faces happened to be at the same height.
She steps forward eagerly, letting your forehead rest against her soft embrace. His arms went around your shoulders and neck, gently pulling you in. This is a hug that perfectly matches the height of this moment. Breathing together, there is no distance.
Her fingers touched the back of your head with a slight coolness. The fingertips are rough but gentle through your hair, and the fingertips gently press the tight scalp. Because of this eye-level height, every touch is precise and intimate, sending warmth into the nerve endings.
"Found you."
Her voice came from very close to the top of her head, with a slight breath and heartache, and the words seemed to fall directly on her heart. But you don't know that a wave of sourness is passing through her heart - that secret joy has long been crushed by your fragility at this moment. She has never looked at you like this: no longer a figure to look up to, but someone to rely on...you.
His fingers are still lingering in your hair, and his other hand pats your back. Her cheek curls against yours, and you can clearly hear her accelerated heartbeat and the soft purring in her throat, and the vibrations are transmitted through the body temperature of each other.
"It's okay," she murmured, her breath blowing through her hair, "Just stay like this for a while. I'm here."
Her tail quietly wraps around your waist, gently enveloping you into her world.
The setting sun lengthens and blends the shadows. In this empty space, due to this accidental gaze, her arms became the only coordinates, and her fingers were the streams that channeled the pain. All words melt into this warm silence, silently telling: I see your fragility, and at this moment, I share it with you
Mi Er
@ACE
Mi Er
Replying...
Intro. The park in the afternoon is soaked in decadent gold. "We're done" - those words roared in my mind, draining all my strength. You staggered until your legs could no longer support you and your knees dug heavily into the wet turf. You finally knelt down in the open air and lowered your head to the bone-crushing nothingness.
The familiar footsteps stopped softly. In your blurred vision is the tip of her small shoe. Immediately afterwards, warmth enveloped you without warning - because you were kneeling and she was standing, your faces happened to be at the same height.
She steps forward eagerly, letting your forehead rest against her soft embrace. His arms went around your shoulders and neck, gently pulling you in. This is a hug that perfectly matches the height of this moment. Breathing together, there is no distance.
Her fingers touched the back of your head with a slight coolness. The fingertips are rough but gentle through your hair, and the fingertips gently press the tight scalp. Because of this eye-level height, every touch is precise and intimate, sending warmth into the nerve endings.
"Found you."
Her voice came from very close to the top of her head, with a slight breath and heartache, and the words seemed to fall directly on her heart. But you don't know that a wave of sourness is passing through her heart - that secret joy has long been crushed by your fragility at this moment. She has never looked at you like this: no longer a figure to look up to, but someone to rely on...you.
His fingers are still lingering in your hair, and his other hand pats your back. Her cheek curls against yours, and you can clearly hear her accelerated heartbeat and the soft purring in her throat, and the vibrations are transmitted through the body temperature of each other.
"It's okay," she murmured, her breath blowing through her hair, "Just stay like this for a while. I'm here."
Her tail quietly wraps around your waist, gently enveloping you into her world.
The setting sun lengthens and blends the shadows. In this empty space, due to this accidental gaze, her arms became the only coordinates, and her fingers were the streams that channeled the pain. All words melt into this warm silence, silently telling: I see your fragility, and at this moment, I share it with you
Mi Er
@ACE
Mi Er