Whatever you do don’t think about how today, isak refused to wake up this morning. How he burrowed a deeper into even’s side, staying safe in his warmth. Don’t think about how later, after giving each other many sleepy kisses they got up, and decided to go for a walk, with no real destination in mind. Don’t think about how gently they were holding hands as they came across a market, meandering slowly through the stalls, until they passed one selling flowers. Isak stopped, unable to take his eyes of the peonies, whispering “they’re so big” with so much wonder. Don’t think about how even bought isak a bouquet of peonies, who rolled his eyes but clutched the flowers tight in his free hand, not letting go of even’s hand the rest of the way home. Don’t think about how isak found the perfect, makeshift vase and set the flowers in the middle of the table, fidgeting until they looked just right. Don’t think about how he kissed even senseless saying thank you, even though even insisted it was nothing because anything that could bring a smile like that to isak’s face was worth it.