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The streetlamps cast a yellow glow on the dark pavement as Reki skates towards the park. Langa isn’t far behind him, the sound of wheels grinding the concrete familiar and comforting.
“Should we head back soon?” Langa calls.
Reiki just throws his hands in the air and laughs. “No way, dude! We’ve got the whole world to ourselves tonight. Don’t you want to take advantage?”
“Oh, yeah,” Langa responds and Reki can hear the smile in his voice.
When they come around the corner, the skate park lights are off and all the obstacles have been cast in darkness. It’s exactly how Reki was hoping it would be. No obstructions of the night sky.
“Come on! Hurry up, Langa!”
“I’m coming!” the blue haired teen says and skates a bit faster to catch up.
The air is cool and crisp tonight. Not a cloud in the sky. Reiki grinds to a stop and catches his board in one hand, walking to the edge of the bowl. He sits on the edge and smiles at Langa when the taller teen takes a seat beside him.
“We aren’t skating?”
“Nah, not tonight,” Reki shakes his head and points to the stars. “Isn’t it beautiful?”
Lange tilts his head back. “This is nothing. Out on the slopes in Canada you can see five times as many stars.”
“Okay whatever, mister fancy pants!” Reki huffs.
“I’m just saying.”
“Well stop saying. Just enjoy it, okay?”
“I am,” Langa smiles and searches for Reki’s hand in the dark, threading their fingers together. He lifts their conjoined hands to his lips and kisses Reki’s knuckles. “I always enjoy everything when I’m with you, Reki.”
He’s sure Langa can’t see his blush in the dark, but he still turns his face away to hide. He doesn’t get far. Not with the way Langa tugs on his hoodie. Reki turns back and his lips meet Langa’s. They’ve kissed plenty of times, but this feels different. More electric. Reki forgets to breathe and breaks away suddenly to inhale sharply.
“Are you okay?” Langa asks, his voice a little rougher than usual.
“Yeah, totally,” Reki grins. “Never better. Do that again.”
“Okay.”
This time a calloused hand slides over Reki’s cheek to the back of his head, slender fingers tangling with his messy red hair. They meet for another kiss and when Langa licks at the seam of his lips, Reki opens for him, welcoming his tongue inside. A little sound of pleasure crawls up Reki’s throat and Langa swallows it down, leaning forward to kiss Reki harder. Before he knows it, he’s on his back with Langa hovering above him, kissing over his jaw and down his neck.
“Don’t stop,” Reki pants, turning his head to give Langa better access.
The taller boy sucks marks into his skin, branding him as Langa’s. The possessive thought enters Reki’s mind so suddenly he gasps and clings to the other boy.
“I love you,” he blurts and Langa stops.
“Really?”
“Uh… yeah. Sorry, was that not romantic?”
Langa lets loose a small laugh and Kisses Reki again.
“So… do you…”
“Yeah,” Langa whispers against Reki’s lips. “I love you, too. And to be clear, kissing under the stars is super romantic.”
“Oh good.” Reki says dumbly. He doesn’t know what else to say. Because Langa loves him and that is good. It’s great. Perfect. Amazing. Wonderful!
Langa continues to kiss him under the stars until they’re both breathless and their lips are swollen and slick with saliva. If he could, Reki would lay out here forever, but the concrete is cold and hard against his back. It’s starting to become uncomfortable.
“Hey, wanna sleep over at my place tonight?” he asks.
“Sure,” Langa nods. “Let me just text my mom.”
“Cool.” Reki smiles and pecks Langa’s lips.
“Cool.” Langa smiles and moves back, sitting up and pulling his phone from his pocket.
It’s quiet for a bit and Reki can finally breathe properly again, even though he would much rather be getting kissed senseless by his boyfriend. This was the most intense makeout session they’d ever had and he wanted more.
“Hey Reki…”
“Hmm?”
“This means I can kiss you good night instead of sending a text.” Langa says, excitement in his voice.
Reki wishes he can see the other boy’s expression but it’s too dark and his eyes can’t see in the little light the stars and moon give off. Still, he swoons and rubs the back of his head, laughing a little.
“Yeah,” he responds. “You can kiss me goodnight for real.”
“Awesome!” Langa stands and pulls Reki up with him. “Let’s go.”
Reki picks up his board and threads his fingers with Langa’s. “Ready.”