I hope I always remember how much I loved laying on his chest with the trunk of my car open, blankets over the top of us with popcorn littering the cracks and crannies between us. My hand placed palm-down on his stomach and his arm extended around my body with only his wrist bent over the dip in my bare waist (for my shirt had pulled up just a little bit). And he sighed, and I sighed, and he breathed, and I breathed, and we both watched the movie from this position, half paying attention, both basking in the comfort of being together, so intimately for once without fear of being interrupted. And at this moment we realized this is what the rest of our life together would be like. Love uninterrupted. Blissful adoration which we were free to enjoy. And I hope I never forget how protected I felt in that moment when he pulled me a little bit closer to his body, a little bit closer to him, and a little bit closer to forever. <3
Me: i like your chest v.v
Danny: why D:
Me: es a nice pillow
i want it as my pillow right now
Danny: come here
Me: i want more cuddle timmeee
i demand et
Danny: i dont mind cuddling
its actually kinda comfy
but i hate the word
it just sounds so like
girly xD
Me: cuddliinggg
danny likes to cuddleeeee : 3
Danny: i would never saying "i love cuddling"
eggghh
*shudders
