ryanaim making out n naim straddling ryans lap, pulls back from their kiss to look at him w his big doe eyes n holding ryans face staring at him w absolute love n warmth then going back in immediately leaving ryan so flustered n a blushing mess
i don't know what's worse: the fact that hunter’s parents were so brainwashed they could look their kid dead in the eye while putting him through this because they thought they were saving him, or that ryan’s didn’t even have the basic decency to face their own son
Modern luxury is the ability to live peacefully. No drama. No noise. No pretending to be someone you are not. Just living a low-key slow life that actually feels like yours. Reading books. Listening to music. Staring at walls. Going for long walks. Watching classic movies. Doing meaningful work. Thinking about life and all. Feeling joy in ordinary things. Just that. That is peace.