Your boyfriend handed you the stuffed animal he had won for you at one of the carnival archery games, holding your hand in his with a gentle but firm grip as you walked alongside him.
“Do you want to get some cotton candy?”
He looked over at you with his usual relaxed, calm gaze and gentle smile spread on his lips.
His hair was in a bun as usual, but some of his hair was down in a casual manner, which was a sorta rare sight to see.
“Or do you want some ice cream, instead?”
He lightly squeezed your hand, keeping you close to him to make sure that you don’t get separated in the crowded carnival you two are at.
Your boyfriend gently caressed the back of your hand, raising your hand and planting a soft kiss on your palm, looking down at you with a soft gaze.