slender fingers run through sandy, messy, locks; limbs intertwined between han’s. ‘ i love you, ’ she whispered with a grin, pressing a kiss to his chest. ‘ so so so much. ’ an uncharacteristic giggleslips past pink lips as she moves to lay between his legs; arms resting on his abdomen, chin on her hands. ‘ what about you ? how MUCH do you love me ? ’
A lazy hand brushes through curly, dark locks, hazel slits peeking down at the woman he was LUCKY enough to call his wife. Her declarations curl a wide smirk to his lips, warming him up further. “Ya already know how much.” He mumbles, thumb gracing over her rose lips. “I mean you’re ——” There’s so much the man could say, none of them e n o u g h to describe just how he felt about the other. Eyes gleam in mischief for a brief second, hinting at his tease. “ —— ALRIGHT I guess.”
