DK//kashencovy||Danya Kashin

The cold winter wind blows unpleasantly in your face, throwing hair over your eyes and blocking your vision Ruslan brushes his bangs back, but they still fall over his eye, the snow crunches under the soles of his sneakers, the backpack presses uncomfortably on his shoulders, forcing the emo to arch his back a couple of times Looking at the snow under his feet, Ruslan doesn't notice the redhead at all, but he quickly stops him

"Take it," Kashin hands Ruslan a bouquet of dark blue roses, blowing smoke right into his face. The emo is silent but soon speaks. "Happy New Year to you too, what's this?" he says, looking suspiciously at his companion. "Dick over your shoulder, roses are it," he says, holding a cigarette in his teeth. "blue like yours...like your hair." Ruslan takes the bouquet in his hands and is silent at first. "How's my hair?.."

"Well, something like that," the redhead looks away into the snow, takes a cigarette between two fingers and throws it at Ruslan's feet in the snow "You could have said thank you," Kashin throws out, "what don't you like?" "I found blue ones, although they are also artificially bred and blah blah. I wanted black ones, but I don't think they exist." Danila is sculpting while Ruslan is silent “It’s just..” - Ruslan mumbles "It's strange, people usually give flowers to girls" he hesitates for a second "does that mean I'm a woman or something?"

"Um...well, to be honest, in appearance..." the red-haired man smiles. "Are you serious?"

"No, fuck! Not in that sense. You're not a Russian woman." "That's not why I'm here. I'm not an idiot, I understand... it's just... well, fuck." "In short, I gave you flowers because I wanted to...why am I even making excuses here?" Ruslan is silent and looks at Danila. "Thanks, I guess," says the emo, squeezing the flowers. "Ugh, fuck, and I was already starting to think that..." I decided not to continue. "Yes, always, please." the redhead says, smiling contentedly "What are we standing there for? Should we come to me already, like we agreed?" he approached Ruslan and put his hand on the shoulder farthest from him.

"mhm." Ruslan chuckled, adjusting the strap of his fiber backpack