WHO'S YOUR FRIEND?
21) - Generation of Miracles
You finally reach your street. You had a lengthy conversation with Karasu, discussing your interests, hobbies, childhoods and other random aspects and stories you could think of. The two of you had been walking quite close since you got off of the train, occasionally brushing your hands against each other or bumping into one another. You had laughed so much your cheeks became sore.
Cruising down your street, you see the sun beginning to set, and the moon becoming visible.
“You don’t live too far, do you?” You ask him, worried that he might have to travel for a while just because he wanted to drop you off.
“Nah. I can get a bus from here.” You let out a sigh of relief, causing him to laugh.
He looks up at the moon, and then back down at you. The two of you make eye contact briefly before your eyes avert his glance, turning their attention back to the path in front of you.
You feel his hand slip into yours carefully once more. His grip is comforting, different from the playful approach he had earlier on. Your heartbeat quickens, your hand shaking slightly as you tighten your grip around his hand in return. Your steps fall into sync as your hands swing together.
“You’ve got cold hands.” Karasu comments, his thumb tracing over the back of your hand.
“I do?” You ask, not having noticed that before.
He just nods with a smirk. From where you are, you can see the mole placed under his eye. Of course you had seen it before, but seeing it this up close was fascinating.
“Something on my face? You’re staring.” He speaks plainly, smirking when he sees you jump at his fast response.
“No… I like your mole.” You compliment him.
“Why thank you.” He turns his head to face you, holding eye contact. “It’s hard to pick just one thing I like about ya.”
Your heart races as he turns his head away, acting as if nothing happened.
“You can’t just say that…” Your grip tightens around his as you huff.
“Can’t I?” He challenges, the smirk never leaving his face.
It seems as if only a minute had passed when you realise you’re right in front of your house. You stop walking, forcing him to stop too, a confused look on his face. He turns to you, cocking a brow as you point. His gaze follows your finger.
“This one’s mine.” You inform him as he nods.
“Well, that walk wasn’t long enough. Kinda disappointing.” He jokingly comments with a smile.
“We can make it longer some other time.” You beam back.
“I wouldn’t mind that at all.” He looks at you endearingly, his hand still in yours. In an instant, he pulls you into a hug, resting your head against his chest as he sways with you slightly. Your arms wrap around his torso, pulling him in closer. You muster up the courage to look up at him, just to be met by his gaze.
“I enjoyed today.” He remarks.
“So did I.” You respond, trying your hardest to maintain your composure.
“Have a good night, okay? I’ll text you later.” He finally lets go of you, the embrace fading away in an instant. You offer him a small wave, unable to stop smiling as you retreat back into your home.
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