being utterly awkward at parties, attic rooms and cluttered desks, satchels and sweaters, getting worked up in arguments, pink cheeks and fierce words, explosions of passion, endless devotion to ideals, clumsy shoulder pats, furrowed brows and bemused expressions, piano lessons as children that never taught you quite how to play, being distracted by something and accidentally losing the rest of your friends. (requested by @softbaz)
morning light and fresh croissants, sharing a newspaper, secondhand book stalls, bright smiles and wide-eyed admiration,
secret corners of the city, a light breeze through open windows, earnest compliments, calling out flaws in arguments, putting other people first, conversations that forget to end, running fingers through hair, quiet snoring, the tightest hugs known to man. (requested by @aflamethatneverdies@jordsie@eirenical & anons)
The two people connected by the red thread are destined lovers, regardless of place, time, or circumstances. This magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never break. This myth is similar to the Western concept of soulmate or a destined flame.