Don't imagine
Them trying to warm you up when it's cold by rubbing your hands in between both of theirs. And don't imagine the look of awe and adoration on their face as they take in the size difference between your hands and theirs.

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Don't imagine
Them trying to warm you up when it's cold by rubbing your hands in between both of theirs. And don't imagine the look of awe and adoration on their face as they take in the size difference between your hands and theirs.
"Madame Daae - can't you just see it! No sir, not me, his little wife."
Assuming this is an assumption thing, I am indeed the Opera Ghost’s little wife. Or soon to be, we aren’t married just yet.. but I am indeed an engaged woman. And, truly, I am quite the happy lady. I wish I could go on a huge tangent about how wonderful my fiancé is. Not even just as a life partner, but as a friend, a presence in my life.. But I’d break this blue hellsite before I was even halfway finished.
Thank you by the way ❤
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☕️ Tea or coffee? I am v much a tea person! I have multiple sets and collect different leaves to experiment. Solo tea time is my fav past time on weekends.
🍪 Favourite sweets/candy/snack? Meiji’s Gumi-chokos. Green grape flavor to be specific, but I’ll take anything that’s gumi-choko<3 Also Capri Sun Pacific Cooler. In other words, crack juice.
🍟 Favourite fast food place? I’m LGBT but I can’t deny that I’m addicted to chick-fil-a nuggets and sweet tea crack juice #2. Someone link me that recipe so I can make them at home pls.
🌹 (just returning the favor)
You absolute SWEETHEART. I adore you!!
In all honesty, I love your aesthetic, and vibe, and how you make me feel like I want to be more authentically myself, however that is. If it’s romantic, if it’s wistful, even if it’s just cranky... You make me just want to feel like I’m me. If that makes any sense.
Don't imagine
Them asking what's wrong after finding you in tears. And don't imagine the soft, tender look on their face after you tell them you're crying cause of how much you love them. And definitely don't imagine their arms around you or how good they smell.
Don't imagine
Going swimming with them. And don't imagine them with open arms waiting to catch you after you jump in.
Don’t imagine
Their head in your lap and your hands playing with their curls. And don’t imagine their wide, dimpled grin when you tell them they mean everything to you.
Don't imagine
You and them snuggled up in bed during a rainstorm drifting in and out of sleep.