fairy_drowning

I'm so in love with domestic sweetness. Cooking dinner with the one you love while they wrap their arms around you. Taking quick kiss breaks in between folding fresh laundry. Washing each other's hair in the shower. Giggling and rolling around in the fresh sheets you both just finished putting on. Dusting while showing off your latest dance moves and having your sweetheart show off their vocals. It's so comforting to have someone that you just enjoy making a home with. Because chores done with someone you love isn't such a chore after all.

Longing stares

"It was silent for a moment before she leaned into his chest and whispered, 'I'm always going to love you more, aren't I?'

He was quiet and then he whispered, 'Maybe, but is that a bad thing?'

'Well, kind of. It's like, you're a kid in a candy store. You love the taste of me, the high I make you feel, but eventually the high goes away. I love you the way poets talk about love. Like you're the last tank of oxygen on earth and I can't breathe. I don't mean to sound selfish, but I always want you to myself. You're everything I need, but that's not what I am to you.'"