🎶: pretty boy by tv girl

spencer was the light of your life.

his smile lit up rooms, his hair was so shiny and cut perfectly always, his hands were like a baby's, you often wondered how he kept them so soft. you were so in love with him and his shyness, he was the most perfect person you'd ever met.

and he felt even stronger about you. your shiny eyes, like they had a whole galaxy in them. and your perfectly manicured nails. and your freckles. he'd count every one if he could.

you often told him how perfect he was, but he'd deny it every time. that boy sure knew how to keep it humble, with his "oh, stop."'s and his "it's just how i am."'s, which somehow made him even more perfect and adorable and handsome.

at night you'd joke around in your apartment until you got too sleepy and just ended up kissing and touching until you fell asleep in a pile of soft skin and sighs. this was real. the realest love you'd ever felt. and it was perfect, and it was beautiful.

he smiles down at you as you have your hands up in the air, talking with your hands as always, laying on your back in bed, staring at the ceiling. he wasn't looking at your hands, just at you. how your cheeks were rosy and your lips moved so perfectly as you spoke.

"so, then i was like, "what? you can't just say that!" right cause she was being crazy-!" you look up at him and immediately shut up when you see the soft smile on his face. "what?" you giggle softly, a whisper.

"no, keep going." he mumbles.