The fox's eyes were sadder than ever, watching a candle, the smell of burning stinging his nose.
Their past meeting in this aprtement had simply been a personnal investisment from the cameraman.
Jake wanted Mika to do so many things, it was amazing to see.
Sometimes when he would come, the place would rink of alcohol, like now.
Taking a break Mika took out beers that he bottomed up too fast, probaly in response to his down mood coming out of nowhere.
He now looked like a undead, his dark circle sinking deeper "hey you" his voice was cold "you asked me why I wrotte this"
Jake was a bit confused by the sudden unfriendly attitude.
"...do you know what it feels to hear both your parents say to you you're heartless when in fact it's them ?"
He emptied his bottle "it don't leave you after year when you know what ?" his tone raised "it's fucking nothing ! but it won't leave you and you become as they said, heartless, a fucking empty shell offering a pretty shitty performance !"
Mika eyes reddened "smile for them, laugh for them, ask them question, be worried for them, show them love, all that when you don't fucking care ! Be nice, be nice and smile ! she kept saying people who smiled were better to be around ! Fucking dope !"
His words were trembling as Jake was watching "why would she prefer me when I smile while beeing hurt than me ? Just me for god sake ! Then she had the balls to complain about how I never said anything ?! " with his ironic smile, tears flowed "Both of them ruined my fucking brain so damn wel- "
The fox froze encercled by warmness.
Jake was someone struggling to comfort others therefore he did what someone had did to him in the past.
Closing his eyes, Mika was breathing in the grey hoodie, each inahiling bringing appeasement.
Why was he so weak to a stranger.
He moved away, "....", his souless stare gave his target an electrification shock.
Jake's lips were beeing brushed,
his thight that had been shaking the whole time half covered by a short was beeing grabbed ,
"Stop stressing nothin' gonna happened" Mika whispered
"I'm not stressing, I'm always like that"
he opened his mouth for Mika's hand to play with it,
he licked a finger then two,
sucked them fiercly,
up and down,
down and,
up-
DINGLIDINGDILIDING
Jake's alarm phone rang 12pm in his pocket. He pull it out and cut it.
Mika crawled back on him before he could do anything, forcing him to slouched on his back.
They mouth jointed and their tongues danced with one another but the ringing had called out Snow White out of the fantasy.
Jake put a hand on the chest of the guy eating him up to push him off.
"Come on don't do that", Mika tone was tired and anoyed.
A dilema arise in Jake, one that could seem futile but he knew, he knew damn well the decision he would take was going to be desisive so he said he had to go and left.
Mika didn't moved a inch, he stayed on the floor drinking a bit more.
Wasted, he was babbling "...ass-hicup-hole......fuck........damn..............-snif-...I hate it..."
Jake meets Mika, Mika meets Jake, and then bit by bit all shatters. A messed up barman/video maker with an invading hobby and a complicated guitarist can engender a puzzling futur, even more when one of them cannot run away from his unhinged mind.
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