Magic

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idk.  im trying to get back into writing, && im hoping maybe this will kickstart it :'))

"Do you hate your magic?"

"..Sometimes, yes.  It reminds me of.. my family.  And what.. if things could've been different.  It hurts, sometimes--all the times.  I'm such a horrible child."

short silence.

"I like it."

"What?"

"I like your magic.  Could.. could you make something glow?  Or a ball of light?"

"..Like this?  Hey, wait, what're you--"

"It looks like our hands are glowing."

"..you're so stuipid."

"Oh, quit throwing insults at me when I make you flustered."

"I do no-"

"Shuddup... Did you know this glow really brings out your eyes?  It's like they're shining.  And from the light.. my hand feels really warm.  Maybe that's just because I'm holding your hand, but it's warm nevertheless.  And your lips..."

"What about them?"

"I want to kiss them."

"..."

"You didn't throw an insult at me this time."

"S-Shut up, you cheesy asshole!"

"Ah, there it is!"

"Stop laughing at me!  I swear, I'll-"

...

"Did--did you just kiss me-"

"If you're uncertain, I can kiss you again?"

"...I'm very uncertain, so it might take a bit."

"Oh?  That's fine by me."

...

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