I’m always very.. Mother like. When Seanie is feeling poorly I always try and think of the best ways he can help himself getting better. Or if he accidentally hurts himself I tell him what to do. I normally also remind him to take his hay fever tablets and that he should get something to drink/eat.
It’s not because I’m bossy, I just don’t want him to feel poorly, and if I can’t be there to get the tablets for him or make him some tea, it makes me feel bad and like a horrible girlfriend.
"She would stop. Where the bridges of our noses barely touched, where our breaths become one breath all together. Her eyes would be closed, and she was smiling. Biting a bit of her inner lip. She would move closer, our noses would gently meet, her lips closer to mine, but she didn’t kiss me. She would open her eyes and smile, look at me like I was made of stardust and diamonds. And she would whisper, almost so silent I couldn’t hear it, but the vibrations of her voice would tickle my lips. “I love you”, her lips would say to mine. Her breath was minty and sweet. She knew I craved her, I craved every single bit of her lips and taste. These teasing kisses could kill me, but I wouldn’t be without."