MILO
island smiles and cardigans
these nights that we've been drinking in
these nights that we've been drinking in
The last fucking thing he expected out of all of this, was for her to have glitterbombs for fingers. It still brings him amusement, his laughter settling in with quiet hums of snickering as he presses his face against her, spreading the glitter all across her face and skin. If he had to be covered in it, so did she.
But she seems to have other plans, pulling away briefly to press a firm kiss to his cheek, one that he leans into before he peers back at her as she props herself over him, as her hands rake through his hair and his own hand rises to rest at her side gently. His smile is crooked and boyish as she bumps her nose against his and tells him she loves him too, and he hums another laugh at the idea of his face being all shiny. “I know. I can see it.” He murmurs. His eyelashes have glitter, his cheeks and nose have glitter, and it all flickers with the movement in his field of vision.
Her honesty, though, has him smiling softly at her – his hand rising to her arm where it’s propped up beside the side of his head. “’m glad too, ‘Relia.” He murmurs softly, his gaze crinkling and softening at the edges as he watches her. “’n sure, I’ll come on th’other trips. Don’ think Jack minds me too much.” His shoulders rise and fall in a shrug.
His smile shifts more playfully as she rolls her eyes. “No? Y’never asked.” He winks to her, raising his head to press a kiss to her lips – chaste and soft, before his head is dropping back down to the ground beneath him. “Guess it means I gotta start singin’ ya some love songs, huh?” He teases.
But she seems to have other plans, pulling away briefly to press a firm kiss to his cheek, one that he leans into before he peers back at her as she props herself over him, as her hands rake through his hair and his own hand rises to rest at her side gently. His smile is crooked and boyish as she bumps her nose against his and tells him she loves him too, and he hums another laugh at the idea of his face being all shiny. “I know. I can see it.” He murmurs. His eyelashes have glitter, his cheeks and nose have glitter, and it all flickers with the movement in his field of vision.
Her honesty, though, has him smiling softly at her – his hand rising to her arm where it’s propped up beside the side of his head. “’m glad too, ‘Relia.” He murmurs softly, his gaze crinkling and softening at the edges as he watches her. “’n sure, I’ll come on th’other trips. Don’ think Jack minds me too much.” His shoulders rise and fall in a shrug.
His smile shifts more playfully as she rolls her eyes. “No? Y’never asked.” He winks to her, raising his head to press a kiss to her lips – chaste and soft, before his head is dropping back down to the ground beneath him. “Guess it means I gotta start singin’ ya some love songs, huh?” He teases.
we're here to help you kill all of this hurt
that you've been harboring
that you've been harboring
