His cheeks are like apples.
His cheeks get all blushy when it's cold. It's cute.
He's cute.
They become red and bring warmth to my world. It's like my body gets filled with warmth, like I'm going to explode.
His cheeks are squishy just like marshmallows.
The remind me of my childhood.
I remember when my grandma used to buy them from the shop nearby. They never failed to bring me happiness, that's why they were my favorite.
Now I've finally grown and yes, marshmallows are still one of my favorite things but nothing will ever be able to replace his cheeks.
