Chapter 1:
Gravity
"Aoba…"
Huh? That voice… Mink.
My heavy eyelids rose sluggishly, trying to regain my senses from the pitch black darkness in my empty vision while I started rubbing my eyes gently. As my eyes now lay half opened, the morning sunshine pierced into my pupils; swiftly grasping my body out from the obscurity and making me squint.
"Aoba"
"Mi...nk…" With my voice still barely audible and unsteady, I murmured softly, allowing my eyelids freedom to collapse once again. With that simple action, I start to get swept up into my thoughts once again. I remembered that last night had been a rather long night; I couldn't get any sleep as I had been busy in my own head the whole time, just thinking as I was doing right now.
As I immersed myself in my own thoughts, a familiar sensation brought me straight back to reality; it was a feeling I knew all too well and I effortlessly awoke in an instant. His lips were pressed firmly against mine; so gentle yet so passionate making me voluntarily return the kiss and allowing every ounce of my body to be swept up in this zealous exchange.
After a few minutes, his lips unwillingly left mine and as the warmth faded away, I felt empty yet again. Now, finally fully awake, I raise my eyelids, hoping to avoid the intense daylight but fortunately this time I was greeted with an altered image. Tender, golden eyes peered towards me; enchanting, captivating and as I gazed into them, emotions started to develop inside me. Without thinking, I buried my head into his broad chest, snuggling close to his body and taking in the aromatic scent of cinnamon that emanated from him. Reacting slightly to my abrupt actions, Mink let a low, deep sigh escape his lips.
"Aoba… It's time for me to go to work."
Work? Oh yeah… Work. Gloom penetrated me instantly and I unwillingly started to feel the water forming in my eyes.
"Do you have to go today?" I pleaded, looking directly into his concerned eyes.
"Aoba…"
"I know… I know." Unenthusiastically taking the words out of his mouth, I closed my eyes and hugged closer to his chest, inhaling his sweet scent silently but within a few moments, Mink sighed and spoke once again.
"You know..." The sudden touch of his warm fingertips against my cheek made my heart quiver uncontrollably, "if you say things like that, I'll never be able to leave."
"I understand." I pouted, feeling disappointed and pulled away from his body sluggishly. I knew I was acting selfish but for some reason, today I wished I never had to leave his side; I wanted to have his body close to mine, holding him all day in my arms but of course, you can't have everything and I was happy to at least have him in these solemn moments.
The bed rustled when Mink lifted himself off the bed and began reaching for the wardrobe that held his clothes. I watched as his figure faded away, leaving only the chilly air to take his place. Although his warmth had vanished, his scent still continued to linger; grasping his pillow, I began to hug it close to my body. With that simple action, I began to sink deeper and deeper into unconsciousness once again.