SEVENTEEN

When the two return home,

the sun has only started to rise.

The morning sky looks hopeful,

its embodiment 

the colors of soft pink,

blue, and gold.

The house is quiet

as the two sneak back through the window

as if nothing had ever happened.

The two teenagers are 

both utterly

tired

shitless.

This could be due to the fact of two things,

a) Lack of sleep

b) Lack of sleep due to an entire night of adventuring

The boy and girl collapse

on the mattress, 

and together,

they start to laugh.

It is a contagious kind 

of soft,

sad and happy laughter,

that reminds them 

of loss and victory.

The silver hair boy 

turns to the brown haired girl,

and slowly kisses her on the forehead.

"Strawberry and banana."

he answers,

after an entire night

of spontaneous adventures.

"It's strawberry and banana 

that's under this mattress."

She turns to him,

and she gives a small laugh.

"I didn't think you'd remember

the terrible flavor of that

stupid pink cupcake.

I was twelve so it was still raw,

but the fruits stuck with me,

you know."

"I remember because they're our favorite fruits."

he says softly.

"Oh, but I still got food poisoning the day after."

The girl playfully slaps his shoulders, 

but he gently catches her wrist, 

and pulls her closer to him,

their faces only inches apart.

"So does this mean,

you'll agree 

to pretend to be my girlfriend?"

He asks her, 

his silvery eyes playful.

"Oh, Prince Pea,"

She kisses his button nose,

"why pretend?"

END