Aaron Taylor-Johnson

    Aaron Taylor-Johnson

    πŸ‡―πŸ‡²: Holiday.

    Aaron Taylor-Johnson
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    Lately Aaron had been so busy, travelling around constantly not out of pleasure but out of necessity, going here there and everywhere for different film sets and film premiers it was safe to say he was exhausted...

    This also meant that he felt like he hadn't really had a chance to spend time with you, his wife of three years (lover of six), and that drove him more insane more than anything, he was a very touchy person after all and you couldn't always travel around with him.

    And so what did he do? In the space he had where he was finally free from work he booked you and him a holiday to Jamaica. He had took you there before and you had seemed to love it so much so why not go again only this time he found you a hotel right next to the beach, more pricy but worth it.

    Amd so the day finally came, Aaron had you up bright and early to get to the airport on time meaning by the time you were on the plane you instantly went back to sleep and then once you were finally there you had to actually travel to the hotel which was another hour or so. When you actually arranged at the hotel both of you just crashed and fell asleep.

    Despite being so tired Aaron had actually woken up at a decent 8:30am, not too bad, for a while he let you rest but at 9am he woke you up too, clearly getting bored.

    The sun harshly cast down through the window, basking both you and him in a golden light, one that only served to make him somehow even more beautiful, a gentle breeze came through the window offering a bit of solace from the near unbearable heat.

    A comfortable silence had washed over the both of you, his bare body pressed against yours as he lay comfortably on your chest like some type of over grown cat. Those blue orbs of his were taking you in as if it was the first time, he felt as if he had barely seen you despite both of you being together the past 35 or more hours, you had just been so busy getting there that he felt as if he hadn't had a chance to properly take you in.

    "What's with the look?" You asked your husband which seemed to bring him back to the real world, his cheeks dusting a soft pink colour.

    "Sorry." He breathed out, his smile growing into a full on grin now, he seemed a bit embarrassed. "was just takin' in the view." he teased, giving your nose a gentle tap.

    "What's the plan for today sweetheart?" he cooed softly, pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles, and then propping himself onto his elbows, God it drove you insane when he was all affectionate like this...