Prayers?

Ravi spent a few more hours over at Arlen's place before Arlen dropped him off at the alley entrance. Ravi stepped out of the car and came over to the driver's seat.

"Ravi."

"This is enough. You have a call, you should go back and take it." When they were watching a movie, Arlen's phone kept ringing. He had picked it up and said that one of his friend groups was inviting him for a conference video call.

Ravi had taken that as a cue to leave and Arlen had insisted on driving him back home despite all of Ravi's refusal.

Arlen leaned out of the window to kiss him. Lingering, slow, he kissed Ravi like it was the first time their lips were meeting. He tasted every tiny crease in his lips, pressed his teeth gently against the pink flesh, and suckled softly at his lower lips before pulling back.

"I am missing you already," Arlen said and Ravi smiled.

He pecked his lips, "Keep your sweet words for bed, Min Sol. Goodbye."