It started off with a laugh.
A giggle, a chuckle, a snort mixed in-between. Not a snicker, but a laugh. A delighted happiness noise, eyes gleaming with a hint of shine, though not a definitive sign of tears about to form. Hair parted just slightly so that it falls gently between your cheeks, a chaotic symphony of clashing peace.
A look of incredulous belief. No hint of anger, no hint of negativity. A bubble of pure bliss, quick and fleeting, consuming everything in its path.
Contagious laughter. Aura of reassurance. A stable pillar of support.
Admirable.
Reliable.
Moronic.
You.
YOU ARE READING
maple syrup and amber honey
Random-drabbles , ficlets, vignettes, whatever you call them- the way you make me feel or something idk
