50 Reasons I Love You || l.s. short story

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Your cheeks

I love it when you blush. That sounds cheesy as heck but I know how much you love that stuff. Because you always get flustered easily. The way you cover your face with your hands and stifle a laugh makes me melt. It spreads high on your cheekbones and across your nose. They're also soft and I like to play with them. When you sit against my chest, I like running my fingers up and down the skin because your face is always soft.

They're pretty. You're pretty.