Thomas Jefferson
    c.ai

    “Hey, munchkin!”

    Thomas grins, leaning his arm onto your head and snickering as you try pushing him away, a smirk planted on his lips.

    “Ah, c’mon! What’d I do now, shortcake? Did I make you angry? Aww.”

    He sighs happily, silencing you with an abrupt kiss, nudging his nose against yours before straightening.

    “You’re adorable. Stop being mad at me, hmn?”