Little Things ♡ Fukurodani & Shiratorizawa
All the little things the boys do that mean ‘I love you’ without saying a single word (disclaimer: sometimes they do say something, it’s just not ‘I love you’)
lifting you off your feet, celebrating the smallest thing, squeezing you so tight you can hardly breathe, his laughter rumbling in your ears
a moment of quiet - just existing with you in the space of a few seconds before the world speeds up again
an arm sliding around your middle in the dark, pulling you close while still half asleep before drifting off again
a photo of the two of you, set as his lockscreen - you often catch him glancing at the screen for just a few seconds too long
fingers toying with the ends of your hair while you’re cuddling, feathering it over the pad of his thumb
a kiss pressed to your temple, like clockwork every morning
a hand resting on the top of your head, giving your hair a ruffle
a smile - soft and barely there, a quiet thing that you only notice because you know his face so well
an off-center kiss, too excited to waste time making it perfect, lips sliding against yours
arms wrapping around you from behind, chin resting on your shoulder as he whispers something silly in your ear
his gaze already on you when you look up from a book or your phone, eyes softening when they meet yours
his hand finding its way into your hair as he’s kissing you, fingers twisting into the strands
long fingers rubbing your shoulders after a stressful day, slowly and gently working out a knot
a quick, soft kiss pressed to your shoulder where the collar of your shirt has slipped down
an arm slung around your neck, pulling you close so he can press a kiss to your cheek, breathy laughter ghosting across your skin
laying nose to nose with you, a starstruck look on his face as he reaches out a hand to brush a strand of hair out of your face