Her fingers traced lines on my skin, slowly unbuttoning my shirt. She was sitting on my lap, legs wrapped around my waist. My hands held her hips, pulling her closer whenever her lips touched my bare skin.
There was no sexual tension between us in that moment, it was just love, pure love. She was the girl I loved the most, the girl I wished to make happy for all eternity, and she was the girl that gave me life.
Before I met her, I thought the moles on my skin were hideous, I thought they made me look more than imperfect, flawed; but she proved me wrong. As her lips kissed each one of the dark dots, I remembered each one of the sweet words coming out of her mouth, telling me how much I mattered, how perfect I was. Sometimes I still doubted it, but it doesn’t take much for her to convince me otherwise. I just need to look into her beautiful eyes, full of light, to remember that those things don’t matter, only she and me do.
I’m looking into her eyes now, she knows I’m thinking about it, thinking how much she has changed my life. She smiles, I smile. There’s this cute blush on her cheeks that make me giggle and hug her tighter. We don’t need to exchange words, we don’t need to whisper the words that aren’t coming out. We only need to look at each other to know what we are thinking, what we are doing. Love.
I love her and she knows. I love her and I won’t stop saying it. I love her and I always will. I love my girl.
A/N So I know it’s a little short but I didn’t want to write a whole smut scenario, just something sweet and romantic. I’m kind of done with sexy times because it just gets boring and I think cute and romantic things like this are more intimate and beautiful. Hope you all like it! Admin A~
the best thing ever is when hanzo is actually the one who’s a lovesick mess and pines after mccree so hard and he tries to play it cool and mccree is oblivious and he’s naturally flirtatious so hanzo is constantly in a state of what the heckin fuck whaT DO I DO