Sunlight on skin. Perfect coffee. A good mood. ✨

The steam from the bath waterights up, catching in your hair as you reach for the towel. A slight hesitation before your fingers brush against the back of her hand – just warm skin beneath. She turns then, slow, tilting her head ever so slightly. A small upturn at the corner of her mouth, not quite a smile, but definitely there. A shiver traces down her spine when she’s close enough; the scent of lavender and tonight’s rain clinging to her—and to you.