How it's going. (2)
"Ashu? Can we stop for a while?" I yelled, heaving.
I agreed to go running with him in the morning and now after a few minutes of it, he had already zoomed ahead a hundred metres and the backs of my calves were aching trying to catch up.
He looked back grinning, the adrenaline brightening his face. "I'll slow down! Try catching up, Riku!"
He slowed to a jog.
***
Ashu had proposed to me a half a year ago and we had been living together. Cooking together, working out together, bumping music late at night on weekends together, dancing in our bedrooms, being silly together... living together.
"That was... breathtaking," I joked as we reached the end of the road. We burst into laughter, still taking rapid breaths, cooling down from the run.
To be continued.
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