A hum was all the confirmation she managed, lids growing heavy the more she leaned into him.
Still, the talk of scarves and outfits conjoured images of him and a tailor and the ridiculousness of playing the rainbow. Then it quickly shifted to herself and her own homely attire. Comfort and practicality, being the main themes. Pretty things were few, simple and usually homemade, a dress or two that didn’t have dirt smeared into their hems.
Her chuckle was silent, rumbling through her body into his instead. [color=#008e02]“I can do that,”[/color] agreeing to make him at least one to replace the earlier lost gift.
He’d kiss her head, and again she pout, this time with an added furrowed brow for dramatics. [color=#008e02]“Fiiiiiiiine, buuuuut if you’re leaving me before having breakfast, I will…”[/color] eyes rolled to one side, thinking but chuckling suddenly. [color=#008e02]“I wiiiiill put you on a list, a wanted list. For crimes against kisses and lovings.”[/color]
Still, the talk of scarves and outfits conjoured images of him and a tailor and the ridiculousness of playing the rainbow. Then it quickly shifted to herself and her own homely attire. Comfort and practicality, being the main themes. Pretty things were few, simple and usually homemade, a dress or two that didn’t have dirt smeared into their hems.
Her chuckle was silent, rumbling through her body into his instead. [color=#008e02]“I can do that,”[/color] agreeing to make him at least one to replace the earlier lost gift.
He’d kiss her head, and again she pout, this time with an added furrowed brow for dramatics. [color=#008e02]“Fiiiiiiiine, buuuuut if you’re leaving me before having breakfast, I will…”[/color] eyes rolled to one side, thinking but chuckling suddenly. [color=#008e02]“I wiiiiill put you on a list, a wanted list. For crimes against kisses and lovings.”[/color]
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