Wind seeps through my jacket, sending shivers up my body. Chan walks by my side, explaining a concept he had for a song. His eyes were flickering through the stars in the sky, but I was side-eyeing the stars in his eyes.
Pebbles on the sidewalk crunch underneath our worn shoes. I smile when a small grin appears and his dimple waves at me.
Our arms brush against each other and he stumbles over his words. He glances over at me quickly, his dimple deepening before he focuses his attention on the cement.
I giggle, latching onto his upper arm. It was warm. He tenses, but loosens up quickly. I tap my head on his arm, letting him know it was okay.
Crickets chirp at us. Dogs bark from behind their fences. Few cars pass. Chan's ears were burning red; I could see them every time we passed a streetlight.
The position soon began to make my back ache. Plus we'd already tripped over our feet once. I let him go, forcing him to look over. I quickly fix it, interlocking our fingers instead.
This is nice.
•How was this?•
