♔ / fel & ethan, make it sappy xo
it’s not often that neither of them are working, even more rare that they allow themselves a day in an ignorant but blissful reverie. lazing on the bed, a laptop haphazardly strewn across the covers with a random episode of the office on pause. he revels in the normalcy of it all, how if he takes the scene at face value, they’re a couple in love and this, well this is a very good day. he knows it’s harmful, even dangerous to live in dreamland, but reality can come knocking for it’s due tomorrow. she returns from the kitchen, two mugs of tea in hand and adorning a white collared shirt that she’s claimed as her own. his smile holds no reluctance, besotted and full. though he adopts an air of cool, clearing his throat for dramatic effect. “ you know it suits you. ” he begins, anticipation rising. “ but it would look better on my bedroom floor. ” a singular brow quirks, because he’s absolutely nailed it. “ please tell me that line hasn’t been used on you before. or if it has at least tell me i’m your most very favourite-est person to have ever used it on you, and the pure confidence in my delivery has never turned you on more. ”
