I want us to always be wrapped up together when we’re nestled in our petite, comfortable apartment, with movies stacked across the counter tops, misplaced here and lost there, between the sheets and the blankets in the earliest hours of the morning, slipping into a light sleep with only our lips…

I know it’s the second reblog of the same scene.
But I can’t help it.
He’d be such a fucking amazing kisser…
(via ourtaintedlove)

(Source: smashleeeatszebras, via thistimeiwillbebulletproof)