This song gave me so much inspiration, I'm not crying (it might be too short for this but you get the idea hopefully)
I hope you all like this, got something longer coming 👀
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He wants to manifest himself in your bones, to crawl inside your chest and make it his home. He wants to press you two together so hard that your skin binds together and your souls intertwine around each other like two vines; growing in spirals. He feels so deeply that you are the one for him, picturing his life without you feels agonizing.
"Move your hand, like this." He instructs with a chuckle that bubbles from his throat, both of you in the middle of your shared living room; the coffee table pushed to the side so the two of you can dance. Neither of you are great at it, but the record player Bill had bought earlier was calling out to him and he felt a burning urge to take you in his arms and spin you around until all he could hear was the music and your giggles throughout the comfortable space.
You move your fingers, locking them around his own that are much longer, the tips of yours grazing the back of his hand that slightly protrudes with tendons and veins as he situates his palm in yours. The weight of his hand feels heavy and comforting, as it has always been, and always will be. "Like this?" you ask with a confused sort of amusement, eyes flickering up to meet his bright green ones that are dazed in a moment of adoration that you hadn't even caught on to.
"Perfect." He states, reaching his long arm out and snaking his free hand around your waist; pulling the two of you closer together, the soft material of your shirts rubbing together and your body heat radiating off of one another. Your neck cranes upward a bit as you stare up at him with a humorous expression, his towering stature making it harder than usual to keep up with his moving feet.
You let out a defeated groan as you look down and realize you've stepped on his sock covered toes, a breathy laugh coming from his parted pink lips. "It's ok, you got it." He encourages, squeezing your hand comfortingly, causing a blush to creep onto the apples of your cheeks and smile form across your face as you look back up at him. "I thought you weren't good at dancing, Mr. String bean." You say teasingly, giggling at the faux offended expression on his handsome face.
"I'm not, but neither are you, so it doesn't matter." He says back, a look of longing in his viridian eyes as he pulls you both even closer, your breath hitching in your throat. Suddenly the wind completely escapes your lungs as you feel his strong arms around your waist; your feet coming off of the ground as he lifts you up, high enough for your head to be far above his. A squeal escapes your lips as you grip onto his broad shoulders, your hair cascading around his brooding features like a halo as you look down at him with a shocked sort of jubilance.
He spins you around, the sound he so desperately needed to hear caressing his ear. Your laugh. He then slowly brings you back down, arms still around your body as your upper halves press against each other. "Where did that come from?" You ask, nearly breathless with a smile glued to your features as your faces level with one another; breaths fanning over the others lips due to your mouths being only inches apart.
He looks so beautiful up close, every little feature standing out even more than usual. He's admiring you as well, the details and contours of your features, you're truly an angel in his eyes. "I guess I just needed to be cheesy romcom worthy for once in my life." He says with a chuckle, staring into your eyes with so much love, it's tangible in the air your breath.
"Well, I think you did a pretty damn good job." You say back, immediately connecting the empty space between your lips; not being able to take it any longer. His pout is pillowy and plush, tongue the taste of honey. His slender fingers are sprawled out against the small of your back, both of your eyes closed in a moment of pure, shared warmth and love. This is what his forever feels like, and he wouldn't have it any other way. He'd trade a thousand sunsets just to spend every moment beside you, and that is by far the truest, most raw thing he's ever felt.
Hi hi bbys I love music and I have tons of songs in my playlist that remind me of our boy, so I had to put one in. Hope you all liked this lil fluff fluff, I have smut coming and ur NOT READY but anyways, still hope you guys like the fluff! Love you❤️-xx
