ᅟ𝓐͟𝑁𝙶𝙴𝙻.

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝑎ᅟ𝑓𝑢𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙ᅟ𝒑͟𝒚͟𝒓͟𝒆⠀⸻ ⠀⠀𒀭⠀ ࣪ ⠀ ˖⠀ ﹠̲ 𝑤𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑙 ᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟ 𝑭͟𝑶͟𝑹͟𝑬͟𝑽͟𝑬͟𝑹͟𝑴͟𝑶͟𝑹͟𝑬. ⠀

you love me.

( his sweet angel … smothering him in love. )

non.

( cupping his cheeks and press a sweet little kiss to his nose. )

cause he’s cute. and all those other things …

love ya bein’ mine …

hm. that’s no fun.

‘m not even tryin’.

but not cute?

oh i know, mon ange.

handsome? stunning? beloved?

all mine<3

he’s so cute,, remy is smiling up at him all dopey.

breath matches breath, the rise and fall of their chests; fingers and limbs tangling in the summer heat. the motion of lip to throat is languid, slow as molasses. "yours," he murmurs. "mine," the echo.

a melted puddle of cajun.