VVhite Coffee (boyxboy)

There was still a tint of light brown swirled in it. From three tiny containers of milk, the last droplets fell onto the table, vacant save for the cup of coffee.
Morris tsked, opening a last little container and pouring more milk.
He mixed it well and then got close enough for the smell and warmth to tickle his nose.
…Yes, only now did it have the same color as those eyelashes.