"two weeks and your mom invites me to her house in long beach, is it casual now?"

Trapped in a situationship, which you thought was a casual one, but no. It's not, really. Although in reality, it's a 'no strings attached' relationship where you often find yourself in, yet you felt that deep down, it meant something more.

Obvious—romantic—feelings that were only spoken by actions, oh, who would've thought he only saw this as a normal situationship? He said, "No attachment." But man, he's such a hypocrite. Or maybe you're the one who's just too attached?

You want to ask him such things as "Was it real? Do you feel the same way? Was it all casual?" Yet, you just swallowed those words whenever they were threatening to come out of your throat.

Sitting on the beach sand, near his mothers house in Long Beach. Fingers intwined, as you both gazed at the beautiful orange sky, watching as every inch of the sun disappearing from your sight.

Glancing at him, you noticed how the warm light from the sky embraced his skin. Oh, how can someone be as ethereal as THE Riki?

You sighed, before asking the one thing that's been haunting you, "Is it casual now?"

His head turned to look at you, dumbfounded. "It was never casual, right?" He chuckled, looking back at the sky, before fully turning his attention to you.

"What do you think? Was this ever casual?"