concept: afternoon naps with calum where you’d doze off on his chest to the sound of his heartbeat and birdsong. the afternoon sunlight would fall upon you like a blanket of gentle warmth, enveloping you in peaceful serenity. calum’s fingers would be mindlessly stroking your hair as he struggled to keep his eyes open. the movement of his chest as he took deep, slow breaths would lull you even deeper into sleep until you’d no longer be able to tell dream from reality. nothing would matter except you and calum, as the noise of the world and the pains of life would fade away. both of you would be completely and utterly engulfed in calm, soft happiness.