I love the quiet intimacy of staying up talking to someone. Just the two of you accidentally ruining your sleep schedules because neither of you wants the conversation to end, and before you know it, itโs 5 a.m.
sleepily kissing someone who cares for and adores you, who giggles when you mumble about how sleepy you are and how they smell so good and feel so warm, and soft, and should never leave, may just fix me