Soft light. Perfect angle. Pure bliss. ✨

The warmth of the mug in your hand finds its way through the sleeve of her favorite sweater. A slight shift as you lean closer, scenting sandalwood and rain. Her breath catches—a delicate flutter when your thumb brushes against the back of her neck. A subtle turn towards you, just so, as if unwillingly aware of how good it feels. A small, almost imperceptible smile plays at the corner of her lips. You linger for a beat longer, and she doesn’t move away.”