“did you know…”, you begin, tracing vernon’s neck as he hums in delight.
“know what?”, the vibration of his throat reaches your lips.
“they say that your moles mark the places your soulmate liked kissing you in your past life”, your words come out calmly, even though your heart is beating loudly inside your chest.
vernon chuckles, firmly wrapping an arm around your waist in a silent plea of ‘please, don’t stop’.
“that’s kinda cute.”
“it is”, you nod, breathing in his scent. “and i think it’s true, that would explain why you have so many moles on your neck.”
“do i?”
vernon pulls back a little, just enough to look you in the eyes. he tries not to focus on how red and plump your lips are right now.
“you do. one on the left side, one on the right side, and one on the back”, you say with a little smile, like you had his body memorized by now - which you did.
he smiles softly. “and you’re the one who did it?”
“i mean…”, you bite back a smug smile. “who else could have loved your neck in the past life as much as i do today?”
“no one”, he says in a heartbeat. “plus, you only have one soulmate.”
you lean forward to peck his lips, humming when he deepens the kiss.
“and that’s me?”, you whisper against his lips.
vernon laughs. his eyes are closed, and you melt in the way his thumb is caressing the skin of your waist underneath your shirt.
“you said it yourself”, he whispers back. “who else could it be?”
a/n: i am just a girl with a heavy crush on her bias, pls forgive me.
