Westwave + 31
In awe, the first time you realised it
Iris breathes it out between them as she pushes up onto the balls of her feet, winding her arms around his neck and shoulders. She uses her left hand to guide his hand down some, so that she can press her lips against his in a gentle kiss.
“I love you,” she states more firmly, but just as softly as she pulls back to look into Mick’s eyes.
Send Nixie a number and a pairing, and I’ll write you a 3 sentence drabble.










