I'm writing this as it's happening.
I'm currently on Skype to him. And all I can do is stare.
He's studying, has been all night, but he is happy to Skype me, to spend time with me, even if we aren't talking that much.
He's so beautiful still when he's concentrating, biting his lip slightly looking confused, mouthing the equations as he works them out, running his hands through his already messy, curly hair.
Occasionally he'll look up and watch me for a second as I work, do something stupid like annoy his cat or wink at me if he catches me staring.
I've never felt more comfortable than wanting to fall asleep rn with his face in front of mine on a screen until the day I can wake up with his face on the pillow next to mine.
