He comes from behind and hugs me. It doesn't feel restrictive, nor dishonest...it feels pleasant.
"Naqi."
I keep mentioning his name, calling out for him, wishing he would be real.
"Naqi."
"Naqi."
"...Yes, my love..."
Finally I get to hear his voice. But it sounds so far away.
"Naqi...stop."
He opens his eyes.
"I want the world to stop."
He listens.
"I want the world...to listen to me."
"Mmhmm."
"I want to stop."
"..."
"...stop caring for this world."
"..."
"I want..."
"..."
"...to be accepted without being judged."
"..."
"If this sorrow makes us humans, then would it be okay if I said I don't want to be one?"
He smiles lovingly. He's still hugging me from behind.
"...yes...it's okay..."
"I'm fighting against all humans."
"...mmhmm..."
"I'm going against their norms."
"..."
"...It's gonna be tough."
"...yeah."
He leans his head to mine.
"...Huh."
I can feel his nose on my shoulder.
"...Naqi."
"...hmm?"
"...Are you drunk?"
He chuckles from my back.
"...Naqi?"
"...Maybe."
His mischievious answer makes me freeze a little. He notices this, so he chuckles a bit more.
"...mmm...I'm intoxicated with you..."
I can't help but smile.
"...Naqi..."
I turn to look into his eyes, holding his hands.
"...I miss you so badly." His kind gaze devours my soul.
There's so much more things that I wanted to say to him. I wanted to apologize for not being there for him...I wanted to say I miss him too...I wanted to say how kind he is to me...but just three words come out from my mouth.
"...Thank you, Naqi."
And there, again, his kind, accepting smile etches its way into my mind.