Oliver smiled fondly and looked at axel. He couldn’t really remember a time when he hadn’t looked at him fondly. He had stood out to Oliver, even though he just now noticed in what way he did. Humming softly Oliver traced his fingers over Axels back in a random pattern, and kissed his temple repeatedly. “You’re so perfect. And amazing. And sweet. And kind. And sexy.” He murmured between kisses, smiling to himself.
Axel blushed furiously at the onslaught of compliments, giggling lightly at every kiss that Oliver gave him. In the span of knowing Oliver, Axel had blushed more than he had in his entire life. He was even surprised that there wasn’t a permanent blush colouring his cheeks. “But, no. You are the most beautiful, kind hearted, amazing person, and.. fit— really fit.” He giggled, trailing his hand back down Oliver’s chest, leaning himself so n to press his lips against his collarbone. “So beautiful. Love everything about you.” Axel couldn’t take his eyes off of Oliver, thoroughly entranced by his beauty and how much affection he felt for the boy in front of him.