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"Sy, are you tired?" Corpse voice sounded harsh and rough. The bed sheet covered half of his enormous torso. He wrapped his two free arms around the boy next to him, tried to take charge of every single portion of the boy’s body.
Sykkuno feels as good as hell. He can say that it’s such a hot spot of corpse’ chest, but it’s really comfy to stay in. "um..." this is the only response. He closes his eyes and enjoys the humid and hot atmosphere. His jaw is sweaty, head is sweaty, and every single cell of his is sweaty and full of joy. Dizziness took over all the territory of his brain....
Corpse could hear his little boy's soft, continuous snoring; the subtle up and down flow of the boy's little body warmed his heart.
I wish I could spend the entire day with you, savoring each energetic dawn, scorching midday, and chilly nighttime. It brought back memories of the dull days and nights when we would stand by each other's sides, holding hands closely and intimately, to frighten away the people who had injured us. Evil won't ever exist. When they are together, Corpse is thinking about this and is counting the seconds and minutes. Minutes are made up of seconds and hours of seconds. A year is made up of hundreds of thousands of hours. He could spend his entire live with this caring and loving boy who is six years older than him. Years, periods, centuries—his entire lifetime. The entire universe is due him. The Milky Way should be given to him as a three year old birthday present.
Corpse gives a little peck on the short’s forehead. Need no perfume, the fragrant, fresh-scented soap smells so good. Suppose he has just showered, Corpse is imaging Sykkuno soaking in the bathtub, ‘he will be smiling nervously if I accidentally or intentionally come in. probably cover his mouth with a decent reddish facial feature.’
Night descends with no warning, the firework outside the window is an ordinary LA thing. "Gotta look. Sy, it is glittering like you, lit up my atrocious life.", he murmured, whispering in the boy’s ear. Fireworks spread out like flower blossoms, beaming and illuminating. Corpse pets the boy softly, he treasures the silky hair and calm features when the boy’s sleeping. so peaceful and harmonious. Sykkuno's jaws are still pressing against Corpse's chest. I can’t take it, he’s so cute. Fucking delicate.
Corpse makes sure the boy is already in a sweet dream. He cautiously puts Sykkuno’s hands down and leaves the mattress as slowly as possible. Tucking the boy into the tidy quilt, his last step is to lie on the pillow, kissing him goodnight. Corpse walked away gently. He gives a final look at the bedroom and grins slightly. A statement once was told by a friend pops into his head: the angel and the demon. Their friend must be totally correct. They are a humane one and an evil one. ‘But Sykkuno is somewhat evil, he rent free in my head which make me heard to focus.’ Corpse supposes.
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Corpse steps in the living room, the freezing wind of midnight goes relentlessly. He sits down on the counter. The fireworks are gone minutes ago, the noble material is cold and tempertureless. He grabs the ice water which Sykkuno took away from him earlier that night. Water goes down his throat, corpse smiles, he must be yelling at me when he’s awake, but now he’s probably enjoying his sweet dreams, corpse makes a face. Magically, sykkuno this cutie makes everything fine. Even if there’s thunderstorm and heavy rain, Sykkuno makes it better.
Corpse remembers once he was walking with Sykkuno to a dining place. The sky changed all of a sudden without any expectation. He was usually frustrated when this kind of stuff happens. Whereas while looking at his little boy dancing under the heavy rain, messing around, catching rain drops in his small warm hands, Corpse fondly thought that he might starts to like rainy days, darken sky is not even such a thing compare to the sparkles in his boy’s eyes.
The couch is cold. There’s hardly any light around this time in the city. Throughout the window, the moon is high upon the sky. Owls must be out by now, seeking for prey. Must start working, corpse loves his new life so far, because of Sykkuno, all because of him. Corpse starts to love himself.