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Staying up late, not being able to sleep because the image of him is just stuck in your brain. All there is in this world is him at this exact moment in time. He sleeps so peacefully, and I don't dare interrupt him. He's so cute when he snores. I love him so much.
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Oh, to be a recently divorced man with a cheating whore ex wife who's pining after the cute boy down the street because everything he does takes your breath away.
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I love him. His soft, gentle face looking up at me as he gets on his knees, ready and obedient. He takes me in his mouth, my tip sliding softly against his tongue. He's so warm. My hand laces softly in his hair as he goes further down, starting a steady bobbing motion. My free hand gently caresses his face. He looks up at me. All my worries disappear. All that there is left is us. Just us. For forever.
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His smile. Oh lord, his smile. It's so warm and bright. When he smiles, the stars get jealous because nothing shines brighter. And his smile belongs to me. He's so self conscious to show it because he hates it, but it's so amazing. It sends my stomach into flips. It makes my heart leap into my throat. And when I make him smile? It's the best.
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Imagine being cuddled up to him early in the morning. The cool dew is still clinging to your window. The only thing to sheild you from it is a warm, soft blanket and him. He's so large and warm. In the best way, of course. Your protective arms are wrapped around his waist. You don't want to let him go, but you know you have to. If you don't, the day won't start. But it's okay, because 5 more minutes won't change a damn thing.
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He smiles at me. His grin is large and genuine. I can read his feelings like an open book. The way his tummy jumps with every little chuckle, the way he starts to run out of breath from laughing, the happy, joyous tears that form after a while, they're all so amazing and so entrancing. Everything about him is that way. His laugh is better than any concert that anyone could ever play. His eyes contain the sun; warm and passionate, full of fire. His heart contains the world; so tender and sweet and full of life. His soul contains the universe; endlessly expanding with more to explore every moment he's around. How can one boy be so heavenly? How can one man be such an utter angel?
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"Name one hero who was happy."
"You can't." He was sitting up now, leaning forward.
"I can't."
"I know. They never let you be famous AND happy." He lifted an eyebrow. "I'll tell you a secret."
"Tell me." I loved it when he was like this.
"I'm going to be the first." He took my palm and held it to his. "Swear it."
"Why me?"
"Because you're the reason. Swear it."
"I swear it."
-The Song of Achilles, Madeline Miller
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