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I wonder what you think of me.
I wonder if I’m in your thoughts every day. I wonder if you dream of me in your sleep, if I’m running through your mind with your eyes closed while you’re at peace.
What am I doing? Are you thinking of us together? Are you thinking of us in bed, sunlit skin, gentle yawning, the way the light catches in my eyes? Rolling over to look at me as you always do, recalling the feeling of my cheek in your palm?
Do you think of my arms around you? My arms slung over your shoulders, red sleeves rolled up, the skin on my wrists against warm your neck? Quiet whispers, sweet nothings, childlike giggling?
I see you looking at me.
I see you staring at me while we’re closing in a knockout, sweat flying off my skin, ink splattering across the walls and the ground. The racket of bombs, the harmonic gunfire, teammates yelling, the summer haze surrounding us. I see you looking at me when we slam the Rainmaker on the podium, that stunned look in your eyes as we laugh away at the end.
I see you watching me come out of the locker room, towel around my neck and damp with sweat. I put my hand on your shoulder, lean against your side.
You always kiss me on the cheek, “You’re amazing.” you always manage to tell me without fail. Sometimes it’s a little different. “Good job out there,” “You’re incredible,” all the same to me.
*I wonder if that’s what you see in me. The guy who can play like hell, knockout in under a minute. The guy who’s always laughing, holding up that smile. The lover you know.*
There’s part of him that you don’t know.
I hope you haven’t seen him yet.
This is the one game I cannot afford to lose.
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“...Ei--ght? Eiiight…”
A buzzing voice. Shit- your head is spinning like it’s off of a swivel. You can already taste the puke coming up your throat.
What even happened..? Where are you?
Hachi’s eyes flutter open. All he’s met with is dulled, ashen gray…
His head pounds again. He shifts his arms to prop up his head, vision wavering as he rests his elbows against the surface. Is this even ground..? What the hell is this?
“Heeey? HELLO?! Up and at ‘em, Eight!”
The voice pierces through the fog in his mind. He’s heard this one before. That higher pitch, that sort of punch to it…
“Eight? You awake or what?”
Pearl.
How long has it been..? Five- no, six years? It’s already been that long? The last conversation they’d had was over call one night. She’d said it was about a concert… collaborating with a new band..?
There was someone else with her. Ma…rina..? Yeah. Marina. That was her name. She was Pearl’s… girlfriend? That’s as much as he can recall. She’d mentioned something about a project she was working on, something completely unrelated to their music… and eventually, he’d fall into place with it. Whatever that meant.
Hachi’s head pounds again, his eyes falling shut. It feels like his three hearts are all beating inside of his skull, the blood pumping against his skin like it’ll burst right through.
“Eight? Hellooo..? Eight? EIGHT!”
He gasps out into the air, filling his lungs with a cold touch as his eyes crack open.
yeah I didn't finish this lMFAO