A/N: So today I was doing a spring cleaning in my room and I happened to find this drabble… It has been about 2 years when I wrote it, I'm guessing. It's really nothing special, it's really fluffy but I just wanted to share it with you.
It was a windy day. They were watching as the people ran around, carrying their luggage, hurrying to the ship. People around them, world around them was moving but they weren't going anywhere. They had no need for words, gazes casted said enough, telling a story of their own. An umbrella was opened as it started to rain, and they stood, watching as the ship left the harbor.
"Will we ever get away from here," the younger of them asked. "There are so many places to see…"
"We've got all the time in the world," the man with dark hair answered, pulling the amber eyed man closer to him, pressing his lips against the golden hair. My sunshine, as the young man with all his stubbornness, his pride, his recklessness was to him, rarely said out loud but in his head, in his heart – always.
"We've got all the time we could ever need."