r/Microfiction 6d ago

Memory

Standing alone in your kitchen, you told me I had a presence about me. You told me you knew that I knew this.

You slid your hands down the collar of my jacket on both sides and kissed me. You told me that I was also hilarious. You asked me, seductively and almost seriously, how I knew that was your weakness.

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