You know what would solve all of my problems? Dating current James. Sitting in the backyard with him, it's late, there's a small fire going. You've just roasted marshmallows and filled up on s'mores. Now you're sitting on his lap, one arm around his shoulders, the other in his hair. His lips are on yours, his tongue exploring your mouth. You both tasted like chocolate and like the joint you were passing back and forth. He smiles against your lips before pulling away to take another hit of it and passing it to you. You smile down at him, admiring the way the warm glow from the fire casts over his features, making him look softer than usual. His hand squeezes your waist as he watches you inhale and exhale a small cloud of smoke.
James had had a rough morning, his anxiety had been running high since the moment he woke up and what made it worse is that he had an interview to do that afternoon. But finally being home with you and being able to hold you calmed his heart and shaking hands. (And the weed did too). You had suggested coming out here, knowing being under the sky and by a fire always relaxed him.
"Look, make a wish!" You point to the sky, watching as a shooting star passes by. He smiles at your excitement.
"I've already got everything I need right here," He says quietly, leaning forward to place another kiss against your lips.
