@nothingwell-made ‘ i always find a way to prove that i’m undeserving of you. ’ From NWM to CBS
"Since when?" Summer snorts over the intercom.
He's leaning back on his umbilical, idly floating around his can. Pearls of all kinds of colors-- white, red, blue, and yellow drift around with him, aimless in their direction, but purposeful in their beauty.
"Not once have you ever proved that to me."
He reaches out, grabbing a blue-white pearl floating by his hand. He peeks into it. It's filled to its brim with emotion and passion, dedication to confessions he will never say out loud.
"You're really bright. You're kind and humorous."
The pearl drifts away from his fingers. Most of them are like that-- hidden declarations of love for all he cares about. Their markers flicker as the pearls bounce around the room. Summer can already point out to himself which ones are about his Nothing.
"I'd spend forever with you, if I could. You deserve every cycle of it.''
