Day 11 – Dreams
A sequence of images passing through the mind during sleep
A state of the mind in which one does not pay attention to one's surroundings
A reverie about the future; reverie.
A goal; aim; hope; aspiration
There he was again with that silly look on his face: the puckered lips, closed eyes and red face that would make a tomato envious, when his arms started to move in front of him as if gathering the air in front of him – or rather a someone – she knew she had to intervene before he ended up kissing a lamppost
"Yugo! I've told you many times to look the where you're walking!" she chided him with the most commanding and nagging voice she could muster.
"Wha-" and there he went smacking his head into the metal pole.
Once he managed to come to his senses and she helped him to dust off a little bit he started they started their routine: he kept on denying he was distracted over anything, that it was her nagging that had made him hit his face while she just stood there with a raised eyebrow, waiting for him to finish.
"…If you say so, what were you thinking so deeply about anyway?" As if she didn't already know the answer.
"Just you know… stuff" he always looked so adorable whenever those blushes spread across his face and he got all stuttering and nervous.
"Oh, any chance it was about me and my nagging?" 'About us' she mussed in her head
"…No, no, no, I mean of course I think about you alw- lots of times because we live together but I had a lot of thing s in my head, like…the Friendship Cup! Yes that is what I was thinking about"
Rin didn't miss the Jack Atlas poster they had just passed.
"He, don't you dare to dream, you'll have to get through me to face Jack Atlas you know? And once I become King …." She would change that ridiculous rule about the underground forced labor, she would storm into the place just to get to Yugo if that's what it took.
"Mmph! As if when I become King I will make you my Queen!" he exclaimed with a fist raised high in the air, before he slowly realized again what he just said and once again the color raised to the tips of his hair.
"I mean, I didn'-" she pressed her finger to his mouth to save him at least this once the embarrassment.
"Dream cost us nothing right?"
