Campfires. Theo loved campfires, especially after party ones or whenever he had the chance to just hold you in his arms the whole time in front of his friends and just in general.

You were currently wrapped in a cozy blanket over your black party dress to keep you warm in the cold atmosphere of the gardens, Theo sat on a camp chair beside the fire with his friends while you sat in his lap, your her on his chest, legs curled up over his while he gently rubbed his hand up and down your shin, his other hand wrapping around your shoulders to keep you warm and secure.

Theo fixated his gaze on you, brushing a strand of hair from your face with his strong fingers so he could see you fully without anything getting in the way. "You alright, Cara Mia?" He asked you in a gentle whisper as his lips met your forehead for a split second.