We’re sitting on the ground; he’s leaning on the tree, and I’m leaning on him.
I made sure I got a lot of cushions; one behind his back in case the tree is rough and the rest just scattered around us.
We’ve set up a projector just a couple of meters away.
He says we could watch whatever I like. I say then I’d watch you.
He smiles softly and asks again. So, I choose an anime he’s watching that I haven’t yet started.
Sitting between his legs, his arms hugging me close, my hands interlocked with his, his fingers gently stroking mine.
We did not need to bring any flashlights; the stars are shining above us.
The sky is a witness for a compassion two beings have willingly shared.
The wind exists in transparent waves, blowing my hair that is brushed across his face.
He giggles, pushing away my hair to one side, as he sinks his face into my neck.
He holds me tighter; my back is pressed against his torso, so warm and comforting.
I can feel his breaths; his facial hair like feathers teasing my collar.
A prey of a vampire who I have chosen on my own.
I call his name. He interrupts with that one word that can clench the muscle in my chest and electrify my senses, sending a shock of haziness to my brain.
He smirks, knowing the effect of his bewitchment, but still, he says it again – this time, closer to my ear.
My eyes shot open.
Life is being nourished by his proximity.
Attention diverted from the perfect date to focus on our existence as one entity.
Where time’s only definition is merely…our existence.