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Natsuya arrived in the airport without delay and as planned, you came to pick him up. You hadn’t felt the awkwardness you expected when he greeted you, it was the same feeling as when you met up for Christmas. You came back at the classic friendship you always had with him. At least, to the relation you always had with your friends with no ambiguities. You had the most basic chit-chat in your car back to your flat and you wondered how you could act so obliviously. You felt like you were more avoiding the subject rather than talking the way you used to do in high school. Something was missing in the flow of your conversation— it wa

You couldn’t help yourself but think about the kiss – was it even one? – at the airport. It somehow felt natural and obvious but your relationship with Natsuya wasn’t supposed to go in this way. You were friends, this is what you believed or maybe tried to make yourself believe. You had never made a move to change your friendship as you were afraid to lose its stability. You appreciated having someone as understanding and open-minded as Natsuya to talk with and that was all. You hesitated whether you should text him or not. You couldn’t have this kind of conversation by text since you of

tacenda - things better left unsaid; matters to be passed over silence — you are studying for your university degree in another country, please feel free to choose one you wish (to travel or to live in for example)! enjoy! It had been two years since you settled in [Country] and for the first time ever, you started missing your friends. You were so eager to study overseas that you didn’t think about missing them when you decided to take the entrance exams in another country. You liked and enjoyed their company but you also enjoyed being alone — sometimes, their presence was exhausting. You used to meet them every day and g

resfeber - the thrill felt before an adventure Your eyes opened as soon as the sun rose — it could have been a pleasant morning but you were still hungover from last night and your body was feeling numb for some reason. However, the bed was very comfortable and well-furnished, making your forget a little bit your nausea. Moreover, your hookup had pretty good tastes in decoration which was rather surprising as he told you that he had settled there a few days ago. Rin was his name. Even if you were hungover, you had kept in mind that his introduction was rather unusual: “my name sounds like a girl’s but I’m a boy,̶

mamihlapinatapei (Yaghan, an indigenous language of Tierra del Fuego) –  the wordless yet meaningful look shared by two people who desire to initiate something, but are both reluctant to start. You’ve been dating Shu for almost three months now and it already felt like you’ve been together for years, yet it also felt like you’ve been with him for only a few days. Both of you were very busy with your respective sports club that you hardly had the time to see each other after school or on weekends. Either you were going to see him in a tournament or it was him coming to see you — although you were meeting qu

basorexia: the overwhelming desire to kiss He was there, in his office, taking a nap on the sofa when you brought him his favourite tea and biscuits. His shirt was half-opened, exposing his collar bone — he had untied his tie and left it around his neck, giving him a surprisingly yet somehow expected sexy, daddy look. If you told him so, he would not understand — and never would you. Indecent. Provocative. These would be the closest and the appropriate terms to describe him for the epoch. You would bring him his refreshments later in the day as he looked like he would not wake up soon. You were about to leave his office when you

sequel to my previous rin x reader, last dance: here you don't have to read last dance to understand this part so that's okay if you haven't Ten years before, on this very day, you were marrying Rin with only a few of your relatives to your wedding. It’s been a long way to get together — both of you were married before and all the administrative process were emotionally draining and both of you considered staying with your previous partner to avoid them. However, at some point, your previous relationship was more exhausting than the paperwork — both of you did not regret divorcing and remarrying again, as you were celebra

She is peacefully asleep next to him, looking like an angel with her soft and candid features. On the other hand, he is still awake and stands on the balcony gazing at the full moon. He is only wearing the white bathrobe of the hotel with a glass of white wine in his hand. Feeling a chilly wind brushing his bare skin, his body telling him to go back inside. Yet, he cannot lay on the bed next to her and fall asleep. No matter how long he closes his eyes and how dark and relaxing the room is, he cannot allow himself closing his eyes and fall into Morpheus's arms. Their long and pleasant dream would end if he did so. It all started two years ag

retrouvailles (french) - the happiness of meeting again after a long time You never expected to meet him again in such circumstances, in the street after doing your groceries. You haven’t seen him since the end of elementary school — you were now in university, it’s been almost fifteen years that you hadn’t seen nor talked to him, yet you immediately recognised each other in the street. He was the first one to call you out — you hesitated, maybe he didn’t remember you at all (after all, you didn’t keep in touch) and you didn’t want to be ashamed in front of a dozen of passers-by. At first, it

soulmate!au where you die shortly after meeting your soulmate morituro - of someone who is next or destined to die warning: mention of depression and death  There was this belief that said once soulmates met each other, they were doomed to die soon after. Love was seen as a curse rather than a blessing. Loving someone meant to put your life in danger. People had their prospects, their ideal career, a comfortable life and no one wanted to sacrifice what they build for one person that could destroy everything— involuntary admittedly but still, people cherished their life and put their happiness and peace first. Most people th