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. ♬ ❛ ⑅
as the moonlight was peeking through the blinds in the bedroom, your eyes were focused on his sleeping face. it was a rare occurrence where he wasnt sitting by his table, changing most of the things all because of his clients weird imagination. the thought of someone so ethereal didnt even feel real, how a person such majestic as he could even be alive, stepping foot on this place?
your finger brushed his hair out of the frame of his face, simply to be able to appreciate the little rest of it. for a second your gaze went away from him to the sky, pitch black sky with the moon shining brightly. your eyes went back to your lover as you kissed his temple, then went back under the covers.