Breathless...

𝗦𝗶𝗺𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩

He's simply looking at me. . And I'm drowning in those gray pools. His pupils visibly dilate. He leans into my touch, then surprisingly he moves a little to settle on my lap with his head lying on my chest.

"Your heart's beating in my throat. No, it's beating in my head. . Echoing, Simon."

"Is it making you thirsty?"

"Crowley, no. The sound of your heart beating is sweeter than any bird's singing." He whispers against my bare chest. I wrap an arm around him and stroke his hair with the other.

"Oh really?" I ask, smiling again. It's a tired smile, but it's there. Baz always knows what to say. . .

"Mhm, absolutely. Sweeter than any Shakespearean sonnet," he giggles a little. Baz giggling always make me grin. "Warmer and brighter than any Midsummer's summer day."

"Are you saying you like me, Basil?" I whistle lowly, just to hear him scoff.

"No, Snow, you're an overly dramatic nightmare." He asserts. I huff, my smile unwavering.

(Cover art is not mine.)

(29 sept '20)
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Cover photo not mine, credit goes to the VERY talented owner <3