faeryliights:
Jasper leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Tai’s cheek. “I love you too.” His own smile was hidden by the rim of his mug, but it was apparent how happy he was with how his eyes sparkled. “Actually yes. If you’re gonna make a move on that cute little witch boy, do it. It’s the difference between a king-sized bed and a California King.”
It was strange, how warm - how close to complete the exchange of words had made his feel. It was comfortable in a way he couldn’t remember feeling, having been so long since they’d exchanged them. The mention of the witch though had everything coming to a slight halt, confusion following the blatant call out before he laughed. “I’m sorry, what?” Asked as if he genuinely needed some kind of guidance on whatever instruction had just been given.

















