"I'm quite popular with the ladies, just so you know." He spoke softly with his lips curling up in a mirthful grin as he chuckled.

The warmth of your fingers brushing up against his features ever so gently, guiding your hand to his face for you to touch with his own hand atop yours.

Despite the veil darkness of your vision you were resilient and optimistic, a smile always etched on your face — the smile he adored so much to the point it became his very own solace.