pov:Hazza
It's him.
It's him in the box.
The way he sits, with his legs open wide, one foot on top of the other.
It's him. Every time I look at him I have to peel my eyes away.
🌻🌻🌻
I remove my shirt, which is now wet from sweat. I switch on the AC and sit on the sofa. I hear a knock on the door but I don't move. He slowly opens the door. He's dressed in a fitted dark suit, with sunflowers in one hand and chocolate in the other.
" Romantic " I say.
" I uh yeah romantic " he says, walking towards me.
" I love them " I say smelling the sunflowers.
I place the flowers and chocolate on my desk and look at him. He rubs his hand on his neck, contemplating what to say.
" uhm do you wanna go out for dinner or something " he asks, with no confidence.
" I'm actually really tired from the show so maybe we could go home and chill " I ask.
" oh right yeah of course. " he says, nervously.
" now kiss me you fool " I say, and he does.
He wraps his hand around my neck and I place my hand on his waist. We slowly join our lips and just like that the bloody butterflies are alive again.
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