live alone with just.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[not at the piano, not with a guitar, but simply tapping against the table with a flat hand and a cupped hand. he's waiting for the water to boil, singing idly.]

I walked, I ran, I jumped, I flew,
Right off the ground to float to you.
There's no gravity to hold me down, for real,
But somehow I'm still alive inside,
You took my breath, but I survived.
I don't know how, but I don't even care.

So how do you expect me
To live alone with just me?
'Cause my world revolves around you,
It's so hard for me to breathe...

Comments

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[he'll stay happy and still for a few more seconds before he's opening his eyes, just as red.]

... your voice is really nice.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you like it~

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

It's hard not to.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[blushes at this, suddenly becoming very interested in his coffee]

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[h-he laughs, nice and loud.] You look awkward.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Like I said, I usually save my karaoke for the shower.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

It sounds nice even without the shower.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Hn, thanks.

[lifts his mug to his lips, eyes watching Riku over the rim. He's tempted to ask how Riku is feeling after their earlier - ahem - activities, but refrains]

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[he looks content, almost glowing as he sips from his own cup.]