( @Iibidinem )⠀⠀☥⠀⠀i'm not going anywhere, sweet boy. don't worry.⠀[roxanne replies, arms tightening around him as if to reiterate her statement. her chin falls toward his shoulder and she tilts her head to rest her temple against his own, digits tracing the notches of his spine─like she were trying to memorize the feel of him before he inevitably had to get up.]⠀we should just lay here all day.