•48 hours•//phan

Hour 10

Soon, we arrive at he beach, and I carry Dan out of the font seat and set him on a blanket I put down.

I lay next to him, and simply watch.

I examine every little detail, from the cute little freckles on his face, to the way his chest rises and falls steadily in his slumber.

My eyelids start to droop, so I quickly kiss Dan's cheek and snuggle into him.

And soon, I'm snoring lightly, dreaming about what me and Dan could be.