Golden hour glow and perfect pouts. ✨ Loving these memories!

The steam from the bath rose slowly, clinging to your sleeve as you reached for hers. A slight hesitation in her hand – then, fingers brushed. A delicate shift in posture, shoulders relaxing against yours. A faint blush dusted her cheek now, rising up towards her eyes. A small smile touched them, mirroring the warmth radiating from your gaze. That almost imperceptible turn of the head when she caught you looking... perfect.