Have had Sunflower by Harry Styles on repeat all day as I think about being splayed out in bed with Inumaki.
We're both on our backs smiling and enjoying each other's presence as we lay on my patterned quilt that my mom made for me. It's not super bright outside, an overcast day, the sun hiding behind the clouds today because even it's brightness deserves to be a little shy every once in a while. A light breeze floats through the window and it smells like rain and fresh air. I have a candle that smells like eucalyptus and mint burning.
I'm showing him different pictures of flowers and plants and making him vote "yay or nay" on them. His favorites end up being orange osmanthus, lavender, and orchids. And when I show him a picture of a sunflower, his eyes close and crinkle up on the sides as he smiles and nods and then points at me and boops my nose with one long finger.
And I understand and know exactly what he means and I get all flustered and blushy and try to hurry and change the subject...