𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐬

❤︎ small touches ❤︎

"Keefe?"

Smiling, he looked up from his fingers, which were tracing soft patterns along Sophie's forearm. "Hm?"

"What are you doing?"

Keefe shrugged. Regardless of how he showed his affection, it was always enjoyable for both of them.
"Doesn't matter. You like it."

"I never said that."

"You didn't have to."