Asa and I are sitting peacefully on the couch, his hands on my lower back and my legs wrapped around his waist, my cold fingertips running through his soft hair.
"Hey, Asa,guess what?" I ask, nudging my head into the crook of his neck.
"What, Y/n?"
"I love you" I mumble into his skin
"I love you more" he tells me, kissing the back of my neck, his soft lips sending shivers down my spine.
"Impossible," i whisper, kissing his jaw. "So impossible"
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Asa Butterfield imagines
FanfictionI honestly don't think we have enough Asa's imagine on this planet... soo I thought I could give you some . Here, there would be some sad , fluff, dirty ones.... Hope you enjoy ❤️
