’ do you want me? how do you want me? ’ / u already know
↳ hands find her waist, bringing her in close. he looks into her eyes and stays silent. just looking, drinking in her beauty and light. he always asks himself how he got so lucky. if anything, he should ask the same question. justin isn’t accustomed to feeling wanted by women. it prolongs the silence, and his answer is short and breathless. “you know i always want you.”












