Thick, beautiful lips, framed by the cutesy stickers you put all over his exposed skin while he was sleeping. Soft snores left his mouth, his sharp teeth pressing against his split tongue as his dark afro curls framed his face. He slept in his bed, in his apartment shirtless. You had stayed the night, you never liked having guests at your place, but he really wanted to stop by someday and check out how comfortable your bed was. You’d woken up first and decided to cover him in stickers because the blanket only met where his pants started.