Can’t I dream of you all night?
Aug. 11th, 2020 04:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It’s warm.
The sky is warm.
The blanket is warm.
The wind chimes are warm, in a comforting way.
The chocolate drink in Kevin’s hands is warm, in a gentle way.
The breath on his neck is warm, in a loving way.
The boy holding him is warm, in a beautiful way.
“You’re warm,” Kevin mutters, staring fondly at Jacob’s delicate features. Jacob turns to him, a soft smile on his face as he grins a half-smile, hair blowing in the warm wind.
“In what way?” Jacob asks, anticipating Kevin’s answer. Kevin leans over, pressing a kiss onto Jacob’s lips.
“In every way.”
It’s cold when Kevin wakes up.
You’re warm, like the fireworks in the sky.
You’re warm, like the flowers in your eyes.
You’re warm, like the lover in your mind.
Jacob doesn’t exist, but Kevin loves him anyway.