softhearted-suggestions:

Concept: You invite me to bed. We stay nestled under a heap of warm, fuzzy blankets, blinking up at the soft light of ceiling stars. I hear you chuckle fondly as the hands of sleep brush a warm, feather-like touch against my eyelids. I murmur a goodnight, and slip into your arms. You bring your head close to mine, and we drift off together.

Mmm, let’s do this too…