You and Matt sat on a park bench, it was one of the very few days Matt could actually relax. It was nice to spend time with him, even if it was just the small things.
His hand, that was placed right under yours, suddenly cupped your cheek. Matt smiled at you, his gaze more to the side but you knew that it was supposed to be towards you.
His thumb lightly grazed over your cheek, feeling your soft skin against the pad of his rough thumb. Since he used his other senses to map out the world, one of his favorite things to do was feel you.
"Do you mind?" He always asks, even though he knows he doesn't need to.
"Go ahead," you smiled, Matt could feel it in your cheeks. His fingers delicately ran over your cheek, feeling ever indent and blemish.
His index finger ran over the bridge of your nose, feeling your breath against his hand as you softly laughed.
His hand spread overs your cheek and his thumb ran over your bottom lip. He took a deep breath as he leaned in, taking in you scent as he pressed a deep kiss to your lips.
You let a sigh as he pulled away, a smile on both your faces. "You're beautiful," Matt smiled as his hand pulled away from your face, wrapping it around his walking stick.
"How do you know?" You laughed, placing your head on his shoulder.
"I can feel you, your the most beautiful woman in the world."
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