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imagine him thinking about you.
imagine him falling asleep while picturing your warm embrace. he’s in bed holding a pillow and wishing it were you in his arms. he’ll never admit that he likes you. but he’s hoping that he can hold you one day. he wants to love you but he’s as scared as you are. he’s not ready yet, so he’s stuck thinking and dreaming about you. ♡
Have fun with this yall! And just a few reminders from his main bio post;
!DO NOT REPOST OR USE WITHOUT EXPRESS WRITTEN PERMISSION FROM ME, THE ARTIST OF THIS PIECE!
I've noticed a lot of videos & posts on stolen smiling critters ocs used in content farms and 'made HD through AI'. I do not approve of my art being used this way, that's why I am setting a boundary now. If you wish to feature him in anything just feel free to ask! I'm more than likely to be okay with it, but please do ask first.
☆—Fifi
imagine the warmth of his body.
warmth radiates from his body. your cheek is pressed against his neck. you enjoy the feeling. everything else is cold compared to him. your own face gets red from the heat being shared between the two of you.
his fingers trail through your hair, holding you close to him. his hands are gentle, providing you with a sense of comfort. perhaps they’re warm like your face, or maybe his hands are the type to be cold against your skin. either way, it’s comforting and you find yourself falling in love with the warmth the two of you share.
imagine him taking care of you.
it’s been a long day. you take the medicine that makes you sleepy and your body slows down. he notices how much it calms you, and he decides he’s going to take care of you for the night. he cleans up your room and makes you tea to drink in bed. he leaves kisses on your forehead every few minutes, constantly checking on you as he works.
he even organizes your bathroom so it will be easier to get ready the next day. he wants to give you an easy night now and an easier morning tomorrow.
he brings you your favorite sweets in bed as you’re about to sleep. he crawls into the bed and lays by your side. his arms wrap around you. it’s soft. you’re sleepy, barely able to speak, and you feel like a soft fluffy ball. he holds you close and kisses your neck.
“sleep well princess,” he whispers, “and take it easy tomorrow. i’ll take care of you more in the morning, but i’ve gotta sleep too.” he giggles. “love you.”
imagine being on top of him.
your hair is in your face. he puts his hand on your cheek as you laugh, and it makes you freeze. he looks up at you with a cute pout on his face. you’re laying on top of him, but there’s nothing odd going on — the two of you are just stupidly in love.
“you’re so pretty, princess.”
you smile and put your hand over his mouth. “you’re a prettier prince.”
as stupid as it is, he laughs. he can’t stop admiring you. you take your hand away from his mouth and tilt your head.
“i’m serious, you’re beautiful to me.”
he smiles even more. he’s trying to come up with a way to compliment you back when you kiss him. the two of you share sweet kisses in between laughs.
he thinks you look beautiful like this.
imagine him admiring your beauty.
he smiles as he pokes the moles on your skin, tracing his hand along your body. he sees your body as if its a work of art. it’s so unique because it’s yours. he wants to memorize the patterns of all your little freckles and spots on you as if he’s charting stars.
he kisses your freckles gently, and you giggle.
“you’re so pretty,” he says in between kisses.
his hand stays on your cheek as he looks at a small scar on your body. he smiles softly and kisses your scars. it’s sweet and gentle. he was almost healing them. he looks back up to you, with a bigger smile on his face.
“i love you.”
imagine falling asleep in his arms.
feeling safe and sound. finally. he’s got you, arms wrapped around you. his heartbeat can be heard in your ear. he runs his hand through your hair.
“i’ll be here when you wake up,” he tells you in such a soft, gentle voice. it’s beautiful that you’re the one that gets to hear it. you smile.
you fall asleep and you stay there. he doesn’t dare to move you. you’re so peaceful, so calm. he wouldn’t. so he smiles at your comfort before joining you, slipping into his own slumber.
the two of you stay there for a while. it’s nice. it should last forever.
imagine summer by their side.
it’s the first day of summer. you’re lying down in a field, enjoying the warmth of the sunshine on your face. they’re right beside you, sitting on the blanket the two of you brought. they hand you a cold drink. you sigh and press it on your head.
“it’s only the first day of summer,” they laugh, “it only gets hotter after this.”
“i know,” you groan, “but i’m melting…”
they lay down beside you. a hand holding a cold pack of ice meets your face. you can’t help but hold the hand. you sigh in relief at the cold comfort. they smile and lean towards you.
your face is met with a gentle kiss, and suddenly it’s even hotter than it was before. you need more ice.
