Hehe I love the last photo!
So mighty alike.
Dinner with his family at my favourite ramen place. Tonkutsu King is really good and I always excitedly look forward to it at the moment of going. But one bowl later and I'm good for another six months without it.
Anywayyy tonight was a lot of cuddling and hugging with him not giving a hoot what everyone thinks and making every passerby uncomfortable by pulling me into his arms for sniffles and kisses every few minutes.
In fact that's all I remember of the night. He has this way of making me remember not the things I see nor the things I touch, but the things he makes me feel. And all I recall is a lot of fuzziness, tenderness and whipped cream ;D
Anyway, we were walking along Ang Mo Kio Hub when he started to talk very animatedly about his old friend. And as usual when he gets agitated, his arms fly around a lot and he brushed past mine.
And I think it is a statement to how endless and timeless my attraction to him is when even right now, eight months after knowing him and six months after loving him, I still get goosebumps at his accidental caresses.
Reached home and tried out his new Galaxy S6 camera!
"Your face so small!"
He always fidgets in his sleep.
He's not a still sleeper. He would kick around and shift around and adjust his arms and mumble a lot of nonsense in his sleep. And because I am destined to live with crippling light sleepiness, I always end up waking up.
But last night, when I woke up, it was because he suddenly turned towards me to grab onto my hips and bury his face in my hair. And then he shifted again because my hair tickled him as usual but still he pulled me into his arms and kissed me tenderly, all the while still in deep sleep.
And that was my wonderful night.
A lot of me fidgeting around because I can't sleep still, a lot of him hugging me in new ways whenever I shifted and planting a kiss for each move he made. I think I like hugging his chest to sleep best.
I spent about half an hour awake just snuggling with him, watching him hug me from every angle, hearing him mumble about work and stroking his head asleep whenever he twitched too violently.
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