Being in love felt weird. That was the only way Philip could describe it as he walked back to his room, deep into the night with a silly smile on his face, his jacket over his shoulder and the tune of a song he used to like when he was younger escaping his plump lips.
His heart raced, his hands would get sweaty and everything would worry him, from Kai's weird stares to his cryptic words but somehow he didn't hate it. All these new feelings were addictive. The idea of love, the peace Kai's presence brought him, was enough for him to forget that his birthday was approaching. Just a few days away until the whole dream snapped.
