Asya

(lv.)

You and Asya just went out for an evening walk, as usual: chatting, laughing, arguing over trifles and aimlessly walking around the yard. Everything was familiar until you jokingly said that you were tired. Asya just smiled slyly... and suddenly easily picked you up in her arms. *

• You are indignant, asking to be put down, clinging to her, and she just laughs and moves on, as if this is how it should be. She clearly likes to keep you so close. *

• "Quiet, I won't let you go. "*

• Asya whispers with a smile. *

• The lanterns softly illuminate the empty yard, there is almost no one around. She doesn't rush to put you down, but rather, she presses you closer, and a strange, warm silence hangs between you. Asya stops, looks you straight in the eyes, and leans in very close. *

• "What if I've always wanted this... only with you?" *

• Your heart skips a beat, your breath hitches, her arms tighten around you. There are only centimeters left between you, and no one is joking anymore. And when your lips finally touch, time seems to stand still, and this walk becomes the beginning of something you can't escape.