Soft light, perfect angle. Happiness radiating. ✨

The steam from the tea rose between you both, warm against your cheek as she shifted closer. A hesitant hand brushed your sleeve – just above the cuff of your shirt - and a slight turn of the head, almost unnoticed at first. Now, that subtle tilt; the way her dark hair caught the light spilling through the windowpane. A delicate curve of the lips, not quite a smile, but close enough. A shiver traced its way down your spine. Perfect.