They'd giggle a lot – a whole lot and for that, I was glad. Not only did it bring them happiness, but it brought me happiness too. Seeing them giggle and laugh would most probably be one of my main wishes if I was granted three of them.
Their giggles were somewhat magical because they were capable of the unimaginable. People usually perceive me as intimidating or.. emotionless but somehow, their smiles and giggles and laughs and comments would just break me entirely. I'd be laughing and grinning and everything that I wish I could do regularly and often.
I guess you could say they had me in their grasp, or in other words, embrace. Embrace sounds better. They had me in a trance. Somehow, everything they did would bring me joy, unless they were crying of course. Their little actions would just add on to everything else.
Occasionally, a new thing would pop into the party. Sometimes they'd scrunch their nose or scratch their neck. Honestly, my favourite thing that they'd do was something they'd do when we hugged. I was taller so it was quite appropriate and, frankly, inevitable but I still felt good and special every time they did it. They'd always bury their face into my chest and it'd be the best thing. Yes, yes; I know it happens often with other couples too but it was something I especially loved. It was as if they just changed into a little baby, in my view. It was adorable. Sometimes they'd whine and sometimes they'd even giggle. That just sent me over the moon and I don't even know how. It's a natural human thing to perform yet somehow they make it so.. incredible.
I think I'm, as you would say now, "whipped".
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