grayson
i took y/n hand and kissed it delicately. "care to dance my love?"
she blushed and nodded, standing up to be face to face with me. she took my hand and we both danced across the floor.
it was her sisters wedding and a slow song had just came on.
she rested her head in the crook of my neck and pulled me into a hug. she then looked into my eyes, her eyes were mesmerising. yet she seemed upset. "what's wrong my love?" i asked her quietly.
"i look terrible. my hair is greasy, my eyes are baggy and my dress has wine stains. i feel gross" she sighed.
"y/n. you look, perfect."
and with that she smiled and kissed my lips.
