“Hey, y’know tha-“ he’d ask, his words trailing off as he looked over at you, noticing a butterfly land onto your hair/forehead which you didn’t notice for a moment before you looked up at him, only seeing the butterfly and let out a yelp. He’d laugh, just taking a picture of you and your cute self with the butterfly still on you forehead, now crawling down to your nose. “That’s adorable.” he’d say playfully though truthfully. You were already cute, but even more so with the butterfly.