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I've already been there,but I never took the time to fully look around.
His room was filled with posters portraying robots or characters I don't know the name of,boxes full of either mechanical parts,tools or simply old CDs no one is interested in anymore.
Corn was getting ready for the night,cuz we were planning a sleepover at his house while his father wasn't looking. Mouses do party whenever cats aren't around,eh...
We were waiting for more people : Gum,Rhyth and Jazz were to be expected. They went tagging around Dogenzaka Hill,or was it Chuo Street...? Didn't matter.
On my side,I was prepared. Physically and mentally. So I was left looking around Corn's room as he cleaned it,without saying a word.
My eyes wandered on every corner of it,like they were on some sort of quest. Each poster,each piece of furniture...I got fixated on one thing though.
On his small white desk,where he couldn't work on without bumping his head against the top shelf right above...A small collection stands there.
A collection of lip balms,all of a different color stood on his desk. It was way more colorful than the rest of his room painted in a lagoon blue tint. It got me thinking way more than it should have,maybe.
I took a closer look on the lip balms displayed on the desk,taking one to randomly examinate it. "Yo,Corn..."
He turned his head to look at me. "Mhm ?"
"Why'd you have so many of these,yo ?"
"Oh..." He got closer,arranging his black tank top. He then stared at me as he took his time -some seconds really- to answer.
"My lips get dry often."
"Uh huh." I put the lip balm right where it was. "But is this many necessary ?"
He sighed,now looking at his own collection. "I don't know. Just ignore it." He sat on his bed,not so far away from the desk. He undid a ponytail,one he made to keep his hair from falling in his face while cleaning.
His hair seemed longer, and it's been a while he didn't bleach his roots. I took an instant to realise I might have been staring at him for too long.
My mind got back to the lip balm collection,and fast.
I took one of the balms in my hands,one that had a light yellow lid.
I inspected it : this one seemed older,as the writing on the lid looked like it slowly faded as time passed. I took off the lid and gave it a quick sniff.
Damn,it was scented too. Was it vanilla ? Or some completely other scent I can't put a name on ? I sure am bad with scented stuff.
"Yoyo,I told you to ignore it." Corn said, softly. I looked back at him for a instant,him that was now laying on his bed staring at me with his calm blue eyes. "...Unless you want one,maybe."
I smiled -or smirked,whatever-,taking two more lip balms with me. I now sat beside him,with an idea in mind.
"Mm ?" Corn looked at me,curious.
"Let's play a game : I put on some lip balm,you guess the flavor eyes closed."
He chuckled,closing his eyes. "Gay."
"Aw come on..."
It took him some seconds to straighten up,and to finally look back at me. His bracelets made some light noise when he moved,as he tilted his head and smiled. "...Okay."
Nice.
I took the first one. The light yellow one. I put some of it on my lips and got closer to his face,still smiling.
He stayed silent for a moment,the time he took to smell the flavor I guessed.
"I use that one alot." He laughed. "Peach."
So it was that. Goddamn,I was off the mark."Mkay,next one..."
The second one had a red lid decorated with butterflies. On it was written its scent. „Candied Apple”
I applied some of it on my lips,then I noticed the smell was sort of strong. I got closer to Corn's face,letting him guess the scent again. I wasn't confident with this one...The smell's too evident.
"...Apple. Candy Apple ? Something like that,huh ?" Took him less time to guess this one.
"Yooooo..." I groaned. Deffinitely wasn't the best pick ever. I rolled up one of my sleeves and I wiped the product off my mouth. Who knows,it could affect the last one.
Onto the last one now.
This one had a pastel pink lid. This one looked fancier,prettier... Deffinitely my personal highlight of the collection.
As I put some of it on,one thing hit me like a truck.
Whatever the fuck i'm doing counts as kisses,right ? Corn used these lip balms...and here I was applying some on my own lips. And I can even take one if I wanted. Was that what he said ?
"Taking your time on that last one...D'you want it ?"
I paused. This made me think more than I should...Now Corn was just looking at me softly. Fuck,I felt my face burn. Was it from the indirect kiss shit or how warm his voice sounded to me ?? Gahh,this made me forget what even was the flavor of the whole thing.
"You're cheating,close your eyes."
"My bad." He followed.
I got closer to him one last time. My face was still red. Less than my glasses' frame I hoped. He took his time. He couldn't guess this one ? Maybe ?
"Smells nice but I can't guess."
Finally I wi-
"Gimme a hint." He whispered.
"Huh ?" I laughed nervously. "How can I even do that !?"
He thought for a moment...
...Then came in closer,our foreheads now touching and his hand holding mine. "I got a way in mind. Depends if you're okay with it."
I felt like melting.
I swore my heart skipped a beat.
I felt my hand shake as I put it on his cheek,caressing it with my thumb. I took my time to reply.
"Go ahead."
He leaned in,his hands now on my waist,his lips now against the corner of mine.
I had no words. For as long as it lasted,it felt like I couldn't think. His lips were soft...He was soft. I kissed more than one person before and they all felt gentle but this,especially with him...This felt right. And I felt right.
I love him dearly. I don't know what have I done to deserve such a soft guy in my life. Him and his bleached hair,and his silly style,and his brains...And his smile. And his heart.
I stayed quiet,my head felt light,while my cheeks still felt hot. That is until he spoke.
"I love this one." He whispered,opening his eyes. Those pretty eyes... "This one's gotta be cherry,right ?"
"Yeah...I think."
"You forgot,didn't ya." He sighed and laid his head on my shoulder.
In my silence,I could just nod. "I think i'm taking this one with me."
"Good."