Bed Buddies

Colours

~Noah~

We see colours everywhere.

Blue, red, green, yellow, black, white.

Sometimes we give meaningless definitions to these.
White for peace.
Red for love, passion, anger.
Blue for depression.
Black for depth.

For me, white was for pain. The pain I go through because of it being blank, much like the guy I adored.

Red was for the embarrassment I went through whenever I realised that I was hopelessly falling and it was inevitably one sided.

Blue was for the tears I had started to feel welling up inside me.

And black. It was the representation of the darkness of our future. Almost non existent.

~Ian~

I pulled up at the destination.

"The...woods," came a whisper from the seat beside me, followed by a soft gasp of surprise.

I rejoiced within, thinking he liked it. And when I turned around to see Noah's face, I couldn't help but chuckle.

He was eyeing the surroundings like it was the place I was going to guillotine him at.

He looked at me with a slight tincture of doubt in his blue eyes. I smiled hoping to relax him but he looked even more taken aback.

I sighed at my pathetic and his hopeless self and got out of the car. He followed.

I pulled the baskets out of the backseat while he waited, looking around, still taking in the environment.

"Come on," I ushered, jerking my head in the forward direction with my hands full of baskets.

He looked at the baskets, then at my face and then began walking forward with me by the side.

The dry leaves crushed under our feet as we made our way over to the lake. It was so quiet that we could hear the breeze brushing past our ears.

It was just a short distance, and when we stopped we both couldn't help but 'Wow' in unison.
The lake was just a small one but it was glistening as the retreating sun mercifully cast it's soft sunshine on it. There were small stretches of colourful flowers growing around it, giving it a picturesque view.

"It's beautiful," said the soft voice on my left.

I smiled inwardly, satisfied that I chose the right place.

The grass was fresh and soft so I decided to keep the baskets aside and sit there itself. Noah seemed to agree.

We sat side by side, facing the lake, a little distance between us as silence prevailed in the atmosphere.

I couldn't take it anymore.

"Noah," I said, and that made him jump slightly.
We looked at each other.

I didn't want to take my eyes off his eyes so I kept looking deep into them.

"I want to know you." I stated.

I had planned out this date well beforehand. I had decided that it was better if we became friends with benefits than anything else. Because this stranger nonsense was driving us both insane. We didn't know what the other person thought of our actions and hence couldn't be sure of what to feel from the other person's reaction. So, if we were to continue sleeping with each other, we needed to open up with each other too.