Marshmallow Kisses
By Andruindel
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In all the time I'd spent with L, I had only seen him eat a few healthy things. There was the time he ate a melon. The time he ate a banana. And the time he ate a bowl of cherries (and tied a cherry stem in a knot with his tongue). Usually, he chose to snack on sweet things. His favorite seemed to be strawberry short cake, but he ate all kinds of other things too. I had seen him eat all kinds of things.
But never marshmallows.
So I sat in one of the comfortable arm chairs, watching with interest as L dug around in the bag of marshmallows, and then popped one absently into his mouth. Reaching over, I grabbed a handful of the marshmallows from him, and began happily munching. For a sugary snack that was just puffed up sugar, they were pretty delicious. As I sat and watched L eating marshmallows, slowly working at the handful I had stolen, I listened to the rain pounding outside. Since it had been storming for several days straight, L and I were stuck indoors, with only our imaginations to entertain us. So far that had lead to cuddle sessions, a few board games, and the occasional kiss here and there. For now, I was content to sit comfortably in my arm chair, with a blanket draped around me and the familiar sound of rain falling outside the window. L seemed content as well.
As we munched our way through the bag of marshmallows, we talked. The topic meandered wherever it pleased, with no strict limitations on what we should, or could talk about. We talked about anything, and everything, and it was wonderful.
"I've always felt it was silly to pick a favorite color..." L said thoughtfully, squishing a marshmallow between his thumb and forefinger as he pondered. "Each color has its own good qualities, and it's own bad qualities. Orange, for instance. I find it highly irritating, but I've noticed that a few rare people can wear it and look very nice in it."
"But if you had to pick a favorite, which one would it be?" I wanted to know.
L thought about it for a long time. That was one of his redeeming qualities: no matter what I asked him, he always treated it like a serious question.
"I would choose red, and blue, and green."
"Why?"
"Because they're the colors that you look the best in."
I smiled, blushing a little bit, as I always did when L found the confidence to compliment me. He was incredibly shy about those things, and I tried to help him along with it however I could.
After a few minutes, L stood up. "I'll be right back," He told me, and as he passed, he bent down and brushed my forehead with his lips. I leaned my head back, smiling up at him as he left, and then I rested my chin in my palm, letting my eyes close.
While L was gone, I quietly ate some more marshmallows, and listened to the sounds of the rain. I was so absorbed in listening to the rain that soon it drowned out everything else. All I could hear was the patter as drops hit the window, and the rushing undertone that was both the wind, and the sound of hundreds of big rain drops hitting the ground, and other objects. I have a habit of getting so absorbed in noises (like the ticking of a clock for example, or the scratch of my pencil as I fill in a large portion of a drawing) that it drowns out everything else. So you can understand why I didn't hear L coming back, and why it surprised me so much when my lips were suddenly captured in a passionate kiss. I snapped my eyes open, reacting with realizing I was doing so, and kissing L (of course it was him) back. I unthinkingly tangled my fingers in his raven locks, pulling him closer, and letting my eyes slip closed again as I enjoyed this spontaneous display of affection. When L pulled away, I grinned up at him. He shook his hair into his face, hiding his burning cheeks, and then crushed into the armchair beside me. I was just getting comfortable beside him, wrapping my arms affectionately around his neck, and grasping his sleeve in one hand, when I realized something.
The marshmallow I had put in my mouth just seconds before L's sudden kiss was gone...
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I realize that it's very short, but let's hope it's the sweet kind of short. I really just wanted to play with this idea a little bit, since I find it so adorable. Why do I find it adorable, you ask? Why, because it's based on a dream I had the other night. Of course, in the dream I wasn't kissing L, and I was the one doing the stealing (hehehe). It was adorable, and I think now I will not be happy in any relationship unless he gives me marshmallow kisses! Thank you for reading, and don't forget to review! I always appreciate hearing feedback from my readers!
