You smile every time you see them, not because of one feature or another, but because it's simply them. Maybe it's the way they laugh when you tell a terrible joke, flopping backwards and giggling before shaking their head in disgust. Maybe it's how their eyes sparkle when they meet yours, or how their smile makes a perfect half-circle and the corners of those eyes crinkle. It could be that you could talk about nothing for hours on end, and they'd listen, and tell their own stories. It could be their walk, their talk, the way they wrap their arms around you and let out a contented sigh. But you know it's not really one of those. It's every single thing they do. If there's one undeniable miracle in your life, it's them. Out of all the billions of people in the world, somehow they found you. And neither of you would give it up for all the wealth in the world.
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Fanfic*sips tea* Hello children, welcome to the pits of despair! This is my collection of random drabbles, story ideas, and three am feels. Please, make yourself at home!
