when you’re listening to “Hello Stranger” by Barbara Lewis and just remember how Kevin had Chiron listen to it knowing that it reminded him of him with lyrics like “Please don’t tease me Like you did before Because I still love you so” and just wondering how both of those characters felt in that moment and how its just genuinely one of the best/most romantic scenes in any media and its coming from this lovely gay, black couple
Thank you. For every piece of you that you placed into my hands. For every night that you spent giving me what I let myself show you I’d wanted from you: to know you, to understand you. For giving me what perhaps I couldn’t have asked for had your beautiful eyes been fixed on me the way part of me loves to imagine they could be someday. For turning what would have been incredible fits of laughter and joyfully long walks into smiles into my pillow and impressively late nights. My lip is still marked by every time my fascination by your soul led me to chewing on it. My thumbs still tremble over the letters on this screen of mine because I’m still afraid to say the wrong thing, still afraid to send you running away. I’m going to hang onto all of these things, these memories, these images, for quite a while. I want the excitement to always burn more than the fear does. I want the pounding of your heart to be there because every day we spend together is something extraordinary, not something dreadful. And even if this is no more than a chapter in your life, I want for the notes of this melody to be drawn together by lines of poetry that I could never write because you’ve shown me that certain curses of this life of mine had never truly existed in the first place.
“He is one of those people who really knows how to get the most out of people and how to make people think with one mind, you know… Every band that he had, you know… It was many people, all thinking with one mind together. So seldom that human beings work as one together, you know… he is one of those people who inspire that in people to make people think as one. And I think in many ways the people who listen to his music also think as one, you know… People who bring people together take us out of this prison of our bodies, you know… and make us feel like we are one with each other, and that’s what George does. ”
John Frusciante (George Clinton’s 67th Birthday - 2008)
A/N: There isn’t much I can say for this, except brace yourself. It almost feels like a filler chapter, but I can promise you it’s not. It’s the nail in the coffin that’s important for the last two chapters and for the final decision. Still silently praying this doesn’t disappoint. Much Love, Jenn
Genre: Mino x Reader, Zico x Reader
Disclaimer: As always, any gifs used are not mine and belong to their rightful owners!!
For the first time you woke up without fear of running late to class and without panic from a nightmare. The worry of going through your day and disappointing one person or another. A smile stretched across your face as your arms extended back into the pillows. A scent you’d now grown accustom to enveloping you in comfort, as your eyes opened to adjust to the sunlit room.
You glanced over the side of the bed to look for Zico only to find he wasn’t there. His pillow and blankets reminiscent of a body that laid beside you throughout the night.
You moved to sit up and slide off the bed. Your feet carrying you over to the long mirror he’d placed in the corner to catch a glimpse of yourself. It wasn’t the reflection you’d hope to find. Your face puffy and hair a mess. Your hands flew up to try and smooth it down when you heard the door begin to open. You ran back to the bed and jumped on it, grabbing the bed sheet just as Zico walked into the room. His lips in an amused smirk as you wrapped the blanket around yourself like E.T.