DK//kashencovy||Danya Kashin

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

"Take it" — Kashin hands Ruslan a bouquet of dark blue roses, exhaling smoke right into his face; the emo remains silent but soon speaks
"And happy New Year to you too, but what's this?" — he says, looking suspiciously at his companion
"Cut the crap, they're roses" — he says, holding a cigarette between his teeth
"Blue like your... like your hair."
Ruslan takes the bouquet in his hands, remaining silent at first
"Like my hair?.."

"Well, something like that" the redhead, averting his gaze to the snow, takes the cigarette between two fingers and flicks it onto the snow at Ruslan's feet
"You could've at least said thanks" Kashin throws out — "What, you don't like them?"
"Found blue ones, although they're also artificially bred and blah blah. I wanted black ones, but apparently they don't exist"
Danila babbles while Ruslan stays silent
"It's just..." — Ruslan mumbles
"It's kind of weird, flowers are usually given to girls" he stammers for a second "Does that make me a chick or something?"

"Umm... well, to be honest, looks-wise..." the redhead smiles
"Are you serious?"

"Oh fuck, no! Not in that sense. You're not a chick, Rus."
"I didn't mean that. I'm not an idiot, I get it... just... well, fuck."
"Anyway, I gave you the flowers because I wanted to... why the hell am I even justifying myself here."
Ruslan is silent, looking at Danila
"Thanks, I guess" the emo says, clutching the flowers
"Phew, fuck, I already started thinking that... uh..." he decided not to continue
"Yeah, you're welcome, damn it."
the redhead says with a satisfied grin
"Why are we just standing here? Let's head to my place already, like we agreed?" approaching Ruslan and placing a hand on the shoulder furthest from him

"Mm-hmm."
Ruslan grunted, adjusting the strap of his checkered backpack