Your personal Tumblr library awaits
your f/o taking pictures of you all. the. time. they leave their phone/device open one day and you see an entire folder of hindreds of candid pictures of you. not in a creepy way, a lot of them are you you silently reading or something, smiling, laughing, brushing your teeth.
you and your f/o do self care sundays. you like running your hands through their hair with rosemary oil and they like caressing your face putting a face mask on you. and if you end up making out so much you have to reapply it another three times, well. that's nobody elses business.
ur rambling about something to your f/o when they stop responding, they get all doe-eyed and stare at you.
you stop talking and raise your eyebrows. "hellooo?" you ask, teasingly.
they blink a few times and grin. "sorry, you just look so pretty/handsome right now. carry on."
you just roll your eyes and continue tallking.