you’re a fool.
the thought crosses your mind multiple times as you climb down your window.
“don’t fall.” isagi calls out from below you, an amused grin on his face. you roll your eyes.
you shush him. “i won’t, dumbass.”
he clicks his tongue, pout quickly replacing his grin. he looks back up at your struggling form.
he squints, quickly licking his lips. a mischievous smile blooms on his face. “hurry up.”
“shut your mouth, isagi.” you snap, a small yelp leaves your mouth when your hand slips for a second.
you look down at him, brows raising when you see his outstretched arms. he blinks at you, quickly retracting his arms back to his sides.
“i won’t fall.” you reassure him. that’s still not enough to convince him (or you.)
“just,” he sighs, “be careful.”
it doesn’t take you that long to reach the ground (a lie, you spent about four minutes stuck in the same spot shaking like a leaf.)
you yawn. “where are we going?”
isagi glances at you, eyes darting away from yours as soon as he meets them. you’d swear you see a hint of red dusting his ears, but it’s too dark outside to tell.
“somewhere not too far from here.”
“are we walking there?” you rub your eyes.
his silence is enough of an answer.
you groan. “i’m going back to bed.”
isagi panics, grabbing your hand before you can turn back.
“it’s not far!”
you glare at him. he smiles sheepishly. (he hasn’t let go of your hand.)
“it better not be.” you click your tongue, “i didn’t just almost break my bones climbing down my window for a midnight stroll.”
he squeezes your hand. “i promise it’ll be worth it.”
“fine,” you offer a small smile, squeezing his hand back. “lead the way.”
he beams at you, quickly tugging you along with him.
“so,” he starts, “i found this place while i was jogging the other day.”
“oh?” you yawn.
“it’s got the nicest view ever,” he hums, “it’s my second favorite view.”
you rub your eyes, “what’s the first?”
you feel his grip on your hand loosen for a second before he regains his composure.
he turns to glance at you, “‘m not telling.”
he keeps walking, you squint at the back of his head. (you swear you could slightly make out a soft flush to his ears, but you’re not sure.)
“why not?”
“i’m entitled to my secrets.”
you raise a brow, “you can keep a secret?”
there’s a pause. “shut up.”
he speeds up his pace. you copy him.
“we’re almost there,” he stifles a yawn.
“we better be.” you tease, “i’m getting pretty tired of all this walking.”
he laughs, pointing at a small hill near you. “it’s right there.”
“you’re making me walk up a hill?” you playfully gasp, “you’re really killing me here, isagi.”
“yeah, yeah, whatever.”
(you end up reaching the top before he does.)
“so?” he gestures around you. “what do you think?”
“it’s alright, i guess.” you hum.
isagi playfully swats your arm. you laugh.
you look around, a soft smile blooming on your lips, “i bet the sunrise looks real pretty from here.”
“yeah,” he sounds breathless, “it does.”
you turn to look at him, eyes widening when you realize he’s staring at you. you stare back at him. (the way he’s looking at you makes you feel fuzzy. you hope he feels the same.)
“we should come here,” he breathes out, “you know, to make sure it’s pretty.”
“yeah,” you smile, “i’d like that.”
you’re not sure how long you both stand there staring at each other. (it feels like forever, yet it’s still not enough.)
“we should head back.” you whisper.
isagi blinks. “right.”
“my mom’s gonna kill us if she realizes i’m not home.” you say.
isagi’s eyes widen, seemingly having processed your words. “right!”
he takes your hand in his, quickly ushering you into a sprint as you head back to your place.
you’re surprised at how quickly you got back home. (your lungs feel like they’re about to collapse from how fast you ran, but you pay it no mind.)
“you good?”
you blearily blink at isagi. “huh?”
he laughs in amusement when he notices the state you’re in. “i asked if you were good.”
you take a couple of deep breaths. “‘m perfectly fine.”
he gives you a look. you wave him off.
“thanks,” you breathe out.
he looks at you in confusion, “why?”
you beam at him, “for taking me to see your second favorite view.”
he gives you a gentle smile. “you’re welcome.”
you smile at each other for a couple of seconds before panic settles into your bones at the thought of your parents finding both of you outside your window.
“now,” you shakily sigh, looking at isagi, “how do i get back up?”
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