Stuck under the hands
"I missed you a lot, honey!"
Okay, that is interesting. I was just walking over the metal purple benches of a park, with foods on my mouth to store it in the central storage. There was metallic ups and downs, some mountains to climb, and still I was walking steadily. But now, that is interesting!
"I missed you, too! Each day literally felt like thousand years, love. And to be honest, my lips were dying without yours. I love you, honey!"
Hi. I am an ant. And, and, and- those few lines were a lot for me. I tried to look towards them. Two 20-ish humans. White. Dressed like the ones with most extreme perfumes which makes my road signals terrible for others. What do they call it? Rich? Yes. And also educated? Yes. My other ants are lining up behind me. "Hey! You dead?" Some of them asked. I nodded my head. Not dead. Just curious. Why are they smiling? Do they already have their foods stored for the coming winter? I think, yes. They are seeming to have lots of free times for romance, even under the daylights!
"Aweeeee. I love you, too!"
Both faces just got red. There was a shiny ray of sun striking onto my eyes, and the boy's head blocked that, by moving forward to the girls'. Eyes clicked, noses came closer, and closer, and even closer. Eyes dimmed, with one hand on other's face, and with one's lips approaching others'. Lips, and lips: ticked. Ticked again. Those ticked again. And again. The boy's hand moved.
Whooh! The boy pushed harder the girl's head towards his with his hands. Ticked. Looooong ticking. The boy is moving his hand to the bench to sit up a bit and tick longer.
Oh no, that- that is a mountainous hand. That is coming, COMING, towards me, OHMYGOSH, on a high high velocity. It's gonna stuck me up. Help! Help!
"I love you, sweetheart"
The hand is really close. Eeeeeeh. Save meee. I am here! Stuck under the hands, don't kill m...