「Haven't you slept yet?」
The screen lit up with his message. I didn't dare to open it, afraid he would worry if he knew I was still awake.
The night outside the window was already deep, yet my tired body had no intention of sleeping.
The live stream performance hadn't been fully enjoyed, so I could only fantasize about the lines of his strong arms, using my fingers in his place, slowly moving down to my feet and gently rubbing the tops with my hands.
Only a faint light remained in the room. I lifted both feet toward the window, letting the night breeze softly brush over the tops. The midnight blue nail polish looked especially quiet in the light and shadow, and the dangling lace swayed faintly with the wind.
Though I only meant to clear my mind, I couldn't help thinking of him.
I wondered if he were here now, would he quietly watch me, his gaze lingering from my toes to my ankles, pretending nothing had happened.