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kirbyiwaki
kirbyiwaki I wish there was more space for descript
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It's already way past midnight when we arrive at my house on the rainy night after our first date.

Hands

It's already way past midnight when we arrive at my house on the rainy night after our first date.

"I had a great day!" you say, through the window.

I, introverted, just blush while nodding. I can almost hear my heartbeat over the sound of the rain.

I wave goodbye, then turn around and walk a couple of steps,

I wave goodbye, then turn around and walk a couple of steps, then a terrible thought paralyzes me.

You step out of the car, not caring about getting wet, then stand in front of me.

"What if all of this is just a dream?" I mumble, looking down.

A moment passes as you wait for my eyes to find yours again.

I look at you. The rain has stopped.

You smile. Your hands hold mine.

I feel their warmth,

I feel their warmth, their softness,

I feel their warmth, their softness, your fingers intertwined with mine.

The little squeeze you give me before answering my question.

"Then I won't let you wake up from it."

"Then I won't let you wake up from it." .

"Then I won't let you wake up from it." ..

"Then I won't let you wake up from it." ...

And then we kiss.

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