Sleepy Time & Late Bedtime Hours
Curling up together underneath the covers.
“I should really stop covering my head and face.”
His body is always warm. The imperfects on his skin, I admired. He texted me earlier that day that he wanted to “discuss about us”. Anxiety had plagued me all day regarding this.
“I care for you. I don’t know how but I already feel some type of connection with you. You’re fucking awesome.”
I just get so excited and happy when I’m with you. I’ll try to not fuck this one up.
