Peaceful. ✨

Your thumb rests lightly on her finger. A slight turn of the head. The rosebud of a smile that dares to bloom when your eyes meet hers, for just a fraction of a second. Her other hand instinctively driftslets near; knuckles white against the soft knit of the pink sweater. A shiver traces down her spine, subtle as falling snow. A hint of blush dusts her cheeks, the scent of peach and quietness. The world narrows to this moment, perfect and now."