Wylan leaned forward and kissed him. Jesper’s mind emptied. He wasn’t thinking of what had happened before or what might happen next. There was only the reality of Wylan’s mouth, the press of his lips, then the fine bones of his neck, the silky feel of his curls as Jesper cupped his nape and drew him nearer. This was the kiss he’d been waiting for.
joel not giving a fuck about the giraffe and handing ellie the branches and not feeding the giraffe himself and just watching her because nothing is better than seeing your kid experience something New and just be happy. i’m ill
