Regulus took my hand, and we ran into the Black Lake.
The water came up to our chests. It was bitingly cold and pitch-black, and I couldn’t see a thing. We stumbled along, and all I knew was that he held me tightly in his arms, his warmth seeping into me. We were so close it was almost indecent.
He stopped and stepped back a little, then pulled a small flask from his pocket and shook it proudly. “Firewhisky.”
The wind had long since tousled his hair, which now clung half-wet to his forehead and covered his eyes, lending him an air of distance. His white shirt was soaked through, its buttons half undone, his chest faintly visible. I looked away and said, each word distinct, “You’re crazy.”
“Aren’t you?” He took a sip and handed me the flask.
I downed nearly half of it in one go. The fiery liquid slid down my throat, a stark contrast to the lake around us, yet it made me feel utterly at ease. “What do you think?”
He didn’t answer. He just finished the rest of the drink, his cheeks slightly flushed, all the sharpness gone from him. He leaned lazily against my shoulder. “I’m so tired.”
The alcohol seemed to be going to my head. I stepped closer and put an arm around his back. “Then let’s waste away the universe together, forever.”
“Okay.” He lifted his head, his eyes hazy and his emotions complicated.
Snow suddenly began to fall from the sky. One flake after another landed on the lake and melted instantly, impossible to catch.
I rose onto my toes in the water, cupped his face in both hands, and gently kissed his lips.
The smell of alcohol mingled with the snow. His hand pressed against the back of my neck, our wet bodies drawing close. The world no longer belonged to us.
A little while later, our lips parted, but he pulled me forcefully into his arms. His voice was low and hoarse. “Yeah, you’re crazy.”
He pulled me down into the lake. All was silent, and only the two of us remained. Our gorgeous, expensive formal clothes were completely ruined. I only wanted us to waste away together, to share a short silence and a long meaninglessness until the end of our lives.
Theme:
[Demon Slayer] Giyu Tomioka's Ten Thousand Whys
[Little Women] A Once-in-a-Lifetime Selfishness+
[Harry Potter] Eloping to the Moon
[□□] The Parisian Girl
Winter Melon Lemon
[Harry Potter] I Have a Boyfriend Who's a Little Rascal
[□□] Like a Sunny Day, Like a Rainy Day
[Harry Potter Otome] Notes from the Corner
[Harry Potter] Flaws