#kiwi stuff

He does not deserve to have his hate group be tax exempt

The shade of the tree they sat under offering a cool refuge.  Kiwi was here with Mel. It was a perfect day.  The song ended and Kiwi smiled at the other. Just seeing Mel's face made it feel like their heart was singing. A warm feeling that spread all over, filling them so completely with.... Kiwi couldn't find a word for it. They leaned their head back against the tree trunk and stared at the sky peeking through the leaves. Mel was a good friend. A best friend even, but the feeling they stirred in the bard was something more. Much much more. Mel was the lyrics to Kiwi's melody. Both okay by themselves, but once together they created something beautiful. They were complete with one another. A symphony of.... Of... Once again Kiwi was at a loss of words. It was there on the tip of their tongue. A song that needed to be sung. They looked over at Mel again, and Mel looked back. There it was. The words they lost were found in Mel's gaze. Kiwi liked them. Liked them a lot. Could Kiwi even venture to say... Loved? They had said the word before to others. To close friends. To family members. The word felt so different now. Like the word could shatter their whole world if Mel didn't feel the same kind of love. Kiwi had gone uncharacteristically quiet. Their eyes never leaving Mel’s. "What are you doing? Daydreaming?" Mel asked, looking away and blushing a little. Kiwi caught themselves and averted their gaze as well, a slight blush also on their face. "Yeah! Daydreaming!" Kiwi smiled wide and hoped it was convincing, but still avoided eye contact. Their mind screaming to change the subject. "Let's sing another song!"  As Kiwi started to sing they couldn't stop themselves from thinking. Kiwi never thought themselves capable of feeling this way for another. Their mind raced almost as fast as their heart was pounding. Were they nervous? They were never nervous around Mel before, but now…. Kiwi hit the wrong note in the song. Their thoughts far from singing. Embarrassed, they cleared their throat, but didn't start singing again. "Mel." Kiwi said instead. Opened their mouth to speak again. Closed it. Open again. Closed it. They looked like a fish out of water. No, no this wouldn't do. They had to be honest! "Mel!" Kiwi called again, louder and with more vigor! "I… I…"Kiwi did the one thing they knew best. They started to sing. "I think you're wonderful~ You're so amazing~ a melody so colorful~ you make my heart sing~ once this song is over~  I want to ask you one thing~!" The short song trailed off. Kiwi looked very flustered. Face red and their smile replaced with a nervous line. They had pulled the hat off their head and were now fidgeting with it. "Will you be my…. My romantic bard-ner?" The words were out in the open, and Kiwi wondered if they could reel them back in. Maybe they had gone too far? They didn't even take Mel's feelings into consideration. It wasn't like that bard to be selfish, maybe they could play the pun off as a joke if- All worries were silenced as Mel enveloped Kiwi in a hug. Warmth spread through Kiwi’s chest as they squeezed back. Maybe a bit harder than intended considering how happy they were. Kiwi didn’t want this moment to end! They wanted to stay here forever hugging Mel! Kiwi finally broke from the hug. Cupping Mel's cheek, Kiwi gently  guided their face to look at them. Slowly, a bit unsure of what to do, they leaned in and kissed the other. Soft and innocent. “I’m so happy, Mel!” Kiwi exclaimed suddenly, and pulled them in for another hug. “I’ve felt happiness before, but nothing like this! I want to sing with you  forever!” Kiwi gripped Mel’s hand. Squeezed it, and leaned in once more to kiss Mel’s cheek. Everything was right in the world. It was a perfect day.