#icb ur attacking me with this cute rn

[righteousmade]

She tied bows into his hair while he slept and is currently trying SO HARD not to giggle as he goes about his business with pink and lilac ribbons. She's failing.

sleeping’s become that little bit easier, what with promised warmth and a comfort found in a woman soft and treasured. so he’s fallen that little bit more into sleep, his guard is that little bit dropped --- and here, he’s paying the price for it. 

but, the noise disturbs the peace, a giggle that speaks of a secret mischief. first there’s frown, a wriggle of his nose before he shifts his body to find another spot of comfort. there it is again! and now that he knows the efforts for more sleep are for naught, he dares to open an eye. 

a grumble and a groan  and the small curve of lips when he sees that smile that dazzles. but something’s off that causes another frown. something accusatory there then in the cracked, still sleep caught voice that slips in a mumble. “ what have you --- ”

he notices the pink in her hands.

he’s quick. quick to pull, quick to grab at her waist to press her close and press a kiss and surround her in pillows and blankets. “ mason! ”