flowersong (i)

[nekokoban]

My love is a flower who blooms in secret, she sings, my love is a flower kissed by the sun. My love is more fair than any other, my love is strong and brave and bold.

But who is your love, Meiko says, sprawled in her back amongst the cropped grass; her hair has come free from its net and is loose in a cloudy tumble around her face. The flower that Teto tucked behind her ear has miraculously survived unbruised. She reaches to touch it; the petals are sun-warm under her fingertips and not as soft as the skin beneath it. The air is warm and smells like spring; the sky is afternoon fading into twilight, and overhead the stars are beginning to shine.

Hm, she says. I wonder about that. Who could it be? She readjusts the flower so that it sits more snugly behind Meiko's ear. Her fingers brush briefly against the silky soft hair that is closest to skin, catching briefly against the lobe. It earns her a shiver and she laughs.

Meiko pouts. She catches Teto's wrist with one hand and pulls it down, to press the palm over her breast. Who is your love, she asks again, her eyes serious and her mouth sweet.

I sing for her, Teto says, and smiles at how Meiko's face transforms. No matter where I go, or what I do, all of my songs are for her alone.

Comments

[corinthian]

So cute!

[lluvia]

Bawwwww. ;o;