”You know sometimes when I look deeply into your eyes you know what I see?” Aaron says walking out the bathroom and sitting in front of me. I lift my eyes away from laptop. “Hm? What do you see.” I say returning my attention to the screen. “Pure stupidness.” he says. I pick up a pillow and throw it at him.
"Well you can obviously see a reflection of yourself in there so that’s probably why." I say still looking at my twitter account. "Wow thanks Y/N. You’re so sincere." he says sarcastically. I smile and blow him a kiss "It’s what I’m known for honey." I say. Then for a moment everything goes silent. He just looks at me and smiles. "What?" I say laughing. "Nothing it’s just, you’re so beautiful." he says laying his head down on my lap.
I stroke his hair and smile. “Thank you Augustus Waters.” I say still blushing a little. Me and Aaron have been together for what seems like forever but I still feel butterflies when he calls me beautiful, when he holds my hand, gives me a kiss. “What are you so focused on?” he says noticing that I’ve been looking at my screen for the past half hour. “Well the usual, fan/hate mail of the day.” I say sighing.
Aaron smiles at me with a smile from ear to ear. “What, you like that?” I ask. “No it’s funny how worked up you are about it.” he says sitting up “I mean the only hate mail you should be getting is how people wish they were you.” I close the laptop and bring my legs up to my chest. “And why is that Mr. Carpenter?” I say smirking. “Well future Mrs. Carpenter who wouldn’t want to live with me?” he says in a cocky voice. Then he flips his hair trying to make fun of me.
”Future?” I say raising an eyebrow and smiling. He grabs me and lays down dragging me into his arms. “Yea. I can’t ask you now because I have to wait till things get better.” he says kissing me. “Well for you I could wait forever.” I say softly. “I could wait double that for you.” he says kissing me on the forehead.A/N: Just a quick little thing I wrote. Requests are open guys!!
DO IT PLEASE
I WANNA DO THIS
If my hair is in its naturally curly state, don’t
I’m not a damn dog, so don’t just walk up to me and begin comment on how curly my hair is while touching it.
“Oh my god it’s so curly”
Oh, really? No way..I thought it was straight.
You wouldn’t like it if I were to walk up to you and begin to scrunch and shake your hair, commenting on how straight it is.
So don’t do it to me.
I find this whole daddy kink weird. I would never do that. Like what if one day you have kids, is he gonna get a boner everytime his daughter/son asks him to push them on the swing??