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Hello everyone who intends to read. Come in and see or get lost. I will say that this is the first time I have tried writing a novel. The language may not be pretty, but I'd like everyone to try reading it a little. So please give me some feedback.

If it's good or usable, there may be a possibility of writing another story. But if it still doesn't work, I'll probably stop for a while and then try writing again according to everyone's feedback.

This may depend on your own time, inspiration, and diligence.

Thank you for reading until the end. Thank you to the kind adults.

© themy  butter

© themybutter

Even though it was a very short time

But at least I'm happy I found this place.

A place for the two of us

- Arthur Kirkland -

How many days has it been? who looked at that person

A twenty-three-year-old young man with emerald green eyes, millet-colored hair, a slender, well-shaped face, and uniquely lined thick eyebrows. Sitting listening to music in the park But his gaze fell on another man playing with red headphones.

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Drunkenly on the grass Even though he looked at that person almost every day, in the end he turned his attention to something else. But today, he felt more interested in this person than usual.

If he wasn't blind, Under the frame of that young man's glasses turquoise eyes His hair was golden and his face was slender and sharp. Looking at it all, this young man was probably about nineteen years old.

Hmm, are we interested in children?

He was so busy thinking about that young man that he didn't notice that someone had been standing looking at him for a long time.

“What are you waiting for, Mr. Arthur? Go and greet him.” A voice snapped him out of his trance, although it was a little quiet because he was listening to music. But he still turned towards the source of the sound he heard.

“Huh!” He raised one eyebrow in question and put on his headphones. “What did you say?”

“I said go in and say hello to him.” The other young man emphasized each word with a slight smile. Both his hair and eyes were jet black. It was hard to guess the thoughts that were going through this man's head because his personality was so mysterious.

“Let me go talk to that kid,” he said, pointing at himself and then at another person. “Are you crazy, Kiku?”

I don't even know the name. And then having them come in and say hello is even more important.

“Alfred F. Jones,” Arthur looked at Kiku. It was as if Kiku could read his mind.

“How do you know?” Arthur asked.

"He's my neighbor," Kiku said.

Damn it, Arthur thought.

He couldn't believe how the boy he looked up to almost every day was suddenly his best friend from high school.

When he turned around again, he was shocked to see the boy he had secretly looked at almost every holiday.

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and was looking directly at him Now he was beginning to panic. His brain suddenly stopped working. and my heart began to tremble for no apparent reason. But enough to keep some symptoms at bay.

But the symptoms that are now must be much more serious. When he saw that the boy had gotten up and was walking towards him, He wanted to get up and leave this place, but his body refused to move as his brain commanded him to do at all. He had to turn his head away to calm himself, and he also wanted to know if he was blushing right now.

But the situation changed when the young man didn't directly walk up to him, but instead walked up to greet the other person, completely forgetting that he wasn't sitting alone and was barely paying attention to him at all.

Has he become a supporting character? Arthur thought.

“Uh..Alfred. This is Arthur Kirkland,” Kiku said, gesturing towards Arthur. "A close friend from the past My own high school.”

“Um, hi, I'm Alfred F. Jones,” Alfred said, extending his hand in greeting. “Nice to meet you.”

“Me...too.” Although he hesitated a little, he finally reached out his hand anyway.

After that day, from a certain point where he had secretly looked at this young man, it turned out that they had talked and gotten to know each other. It was the most memorable memory and something about the two of them had changed as well.

Feelings that non-adults love and care for children

But it's the feeling that two people really love each other.

At least this is happiness being together. There was laughter, teasing each other, sometimes teasing each other a little too harshly. If it could stay like this forever, it would be good. But luck was not on his side at all because in a few days he would have to return to England to continue his studies and work.

This is what he feared. Afraid to say goodbye to Alfred A boy he felt good about being with. I'm afraid that if he comes back here again, I might never see him again. If we assume that suddenly He disappeared. Will that child miss him? Will you go out and find him? But it's still not a good idea.

In the end, he had to take a long time to decide. He had to tell Alfred about his flight back to England. But every time he encountered this young man's face, he had to remain silent. He didn't want to see the child's shocked expression and beg him to stay here and he didn't want to see the tears.

They weren't Alfred's tears. But it was his tears. It would be terrible if he cried in front of that child.

In the end, what he intended to say couldn't be done. The time he had to tell him was running out. If he didn't tell Alfred, it would be as if he had left Alfred without even saying goodbye. Disappeared without a trace

Tomorrow is the last day.

Today, yes, everything was fine, but he still hadn't seen Alfred because he had been waiting for twenty minutes now. Alfred had never made him wait this long.

Did something happen? Arthur thought.

That caused him to be unable to prepare himself when two strong hands covered his eyes. He was so startled that he almost cried out if a voice didn't speak up.

"Shh, it's me Arthur," Alfred's voice whispered in his ear. It was light and soft and made Arthur's spine tingle immediately.

“What are you going to do?” Arthur's voice was a little shaky. But Alfred didn't care.

“But just follow me,” Alfred said.

Alfred lowered his hand and covered Arthur's eyes with the cloth. But that didn't make him happy when Alfred held his hand. Thick hand holding thin hand The warmth of that hand spread into me until I tensed up a little. Now he was starting to feel confused. I wonder where this kid is taking him. Are you going to take him away and leave him alone?

Or did this kid intend to...

Hoy! Don't think about things like that. Didn't this kid treat us like that?

But you wanted him to do it, didn't you?

It's not like that. Calm down, Arthur.

Because he was so busy arguing with himself in his head that he walked directly into Alfred's back.

“Oh, why did you stop?” Arthur stood limp and rubbed his nose.

"Here we are," Alfred said as he walked up to Arthur and removed his blindfold. “Open your eyes now.”

Arthur slowly opened his eyes and was taken aback when Alfred's face was too close to his own to warm his breath. The two things begin to blend together. Their faces began to move closer until they were almost kissing.

Hoy! Seriously?

His consciousness had begun to scatter, his face must have been very red right now and he could barely move. He could only stare at the other's face as if he had been enchanted. Right now, he couldn't do anything but close his eyes.

Come on, how are you?

Nothing happened to him and he didn't feel warm lips. of the other party as well His curiosity forced him to open his eyes.

As soon as Arthur opened his eyes, he was immediately attacked by the other party, unable to get in before he was ready. Their lips rubbed hotly but then softened until they were gentle. Arthur was spellbound for a long time until he began to lose his strength, causing the other party to regretfully break the kiss. But if he didn't do that, he would probably die prematurely.

“Damn it, this guy,” Arthur said, trying to think of words to shout at the other man while gasping for air in order to get as much air into his lungs as possible. “And where is this place?”

“The back of the park,” Alfred said, “isn't it beautiful?”

Yes, the words he wanted to say but couldn't say, astonishment stuck in his throat. The place he saw was like he was in an imaginary world, a yellowish-colored field, small flowers interspersed with the grass all over the field. The spot where they stood was like a low hill. A gentle breeze blew in and caused the grass to sway. Overall, it's a very nice place to live, really suitable for relaxing.

“How do you know?” Arthur asked, turning to look at Alfred. “That it's here too.”

"A secret," Alfred said, which made Arthur annoyed. “Let's just say that only the two of us know.”

The irritation suddenly disappeared when only they knew. His joy began to rise to the utmost but then plummeted as he completely forgot about the important matter.

Things he had to tell Alfred

He began to breathe in and out slowly. Muster up the courage to speak out. Trying to hold back the trembling voice Holding back tears, he turned to face Alfred. The boy he had first secretly looked at at the park had gotten to know him through his close friend 'Kiku', even though it was only for a short period of time. But it's hard to forget good memories about them.

Including the kiss just now.

It's time for him to really tell.

“Alfred,” Arthur called. His gaze on Alfred was serious but still contained a hint of bitterness. “I have something to tell you.”

The silence from both sides was deafening, no sound was heard. Alfred waited to hear what Arthur had to say to him, but from the look on Arthur's face he looked like he was afraid of something and his delicate figure was giving orders. a little From the looks of it, it didn't seem like there was any news at all.

“I have to return to England tomorrow.” Something felt like a punch to Alfred's stomach. I was so stunned that I couldn't say anything.

Alfred lunged at Arthur, both of his hands now squeezing Arthur's shoulders so tightly that it hurt. “Then why did you just tell me when...?”

“I tried to tell you.” His voice began to crack, ready to cry as he couldn't hold back his tears. “But every time I see your face...I...I'm speechless.”

Before Alfred knew it, Arthur was crying. He was now squeezing Arthur's shoulders too tightly, so he slowly released his grip and embraced the sobbing man in front of him.

Arthur buried his face in the older man's shoulder. It was a long time before Arthur stopped crying and regained his composure. But he wanted to stay like this for a while because Alfred's embrace made him feel good. Although it might make him miss Alfred's embrace after arriving in England.

“And will you come back here again?” Alfred suddenly asked. This caused Arthur to startle before turning into a soft sigh.

"Maybe I'll come back." The answer made Alfred annoyed.

Maybe, Alfred thought.

"Please give me a confident answer." Alfred released his embrace from Arthur, although he felt a little regretful. Then he slowly reached out to face Arthur.

Arthur was now blushing again, as if he were a three-year-old kid being teased by an adult. But if he hasn't answered the other party's question yet, He would definitely get kissed again.

“Come back,” said Arthur. “I will.”

“Is that all?” The other party's eyes and mischievous smile clearly appeared on his face.

This is clearly fake.

“I...I...will be back.” Arthur started flustered, no doubt blushing so much that his face was redder than a tomato and his heart was pounding out of his chest.

“Come back,” Alfred repeated, waiting for the words to come from the other person's mouth.

“Ah... looking for you,” Arthur said, but his voice was so soft that it was already lost in the wind.

Alfred smiled but didn't let the other person see. “Huh, what did you say?”

Oh, this kid...

“I said, 'I will come back to you.'” Arthur wanted to hide away and bury his face in the land now, the better, now that he was almost ashamed of being the child he loved. I don't know. "Did you hear that, you idiot?"

Once again, Arthur wasn't ready when he was kissed on the cheek by another person. Then he was picked up by a thick figure and carried on his shoulder and returned to the park where they had first known each other. A place where they have good memories together.

"I'll be waiting for you, Arthur," Alfred said as he was released into the park. “Waiting for you in a place that only the two of us know.”

Alfred gently placed his lips on the other's. The warm and gentle feeling this child gave was hard to forget. At least Arthur thought that this kiss would be a goodbye for him and a promise between him and the boy as well.

They broke the kiss as it was now time for Arthur to return home to prepare for tomorrow's trip.

"Well, don't get bored and die yet."

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The time may have been too short for those of us who met.

But I'll wait for you to come back, wait for you in that place.

- Alfred F. Jones -

For that place What do you want it to be like?

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