“I want to be your terrible boyfriend,” he says. “If you want to.” I kiss him until our lips are sore, silently sounding a “yes”.
He holds himself up on all fours and makes me reach for him. And I do.
And I would again. I’d cross every line for him.Because I love him. (x)
I still, to this day, don’t understand how Simon could be so oblivious about his feelings for Baz. Are you actually telling me that it took Baz going against all of Smokey Bear’s rules on forest fires to make Simon realize he wanted to kiss the dolt when he has been thinking things like this throughout the whole goddamn book
‘I’m just lying in my bed, thinking about Baz.’
‘I know I should be happy about Baz being gone–but it seems so… wrong’
’If he weren’t a vampire, Baz’d be bloody perfect.’
‘Smarter than I am. Better looking.’
*literally there’s hardly a paragraph that goes by where Baz’s name isn’t mentioned at least like 6 times I mean come on*