Ewan and I sat in the cool, crisp night air, watching the cars go by on the street. There was a slight breeze, but it was nice enough that I didn't have to put a jacket on. Distant horns were honking, and people were strolling along the sidewalk.
Just as I was looking up at the stars, I suddenly felt Ewan's arm around my waist, and he pulled me closer to him. "Hello," he said sweetly, kissing the side of my head.
"Hi," I smiled. "How are you?"
"Good," he replied. "How about you?"
"I'm always happy when I'm around you," I gushed, resting my head on his shoulder.
Ewan chuckled. "You are adorable, my darling."
"Thanks," I blushed. "You're pretty cute yourself."
He pressed another kiss on my forehead and said, "I get that a lot."
I laughed at his fake haughtiness and snuggled closer to him. "It's because you are cute. And quite handsome, I might add."
"Why, thank you," Ewan smiled. "I appreciate it."
I laughed and rested my head on his shoulder, linking our hands together in silent affection.
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Ewan McGregor imagines and one-shots
RomanceJust some imagines and one-shots of the hottest, most handsome actor out there. -KBird
