"You shouldn't have wore high heels all day." Elizaveta grumbled as she rubbed her boyfriend's feet in an attempt to soothe away all of the aches and pains his feet endured.
"I had to look my best." Feliks responded to his kneeling girlfriend.
"We were out all day." Elizaveta grumbled as she leaned forward to kiss his adorable feet as she could write if off as an attempt to kiss his pain away despite her desire to kiss the cute little feet in front of her.
"Exactly." Feliks told her with an excited smirk.
She sighed cuddling up to his feet as if worn out with the prospect of rubbing away his blisters and all of the pain with them.
"I have to look my best to be seen with you." Feliks murmured softly as he stared at his beautiful girlfriend.
"I'm not all that pretty or dressed up." Elizaveta responded to her boyfriend despite the slight upturning of her lips at that.
"Your dressing down is more stunning than anything I could do." Feliks told her quietly; these were the moments that Elizaveta lived for, the gentle and sweet side of Feliks that he rarely showed off.
He could be the sweetest person ever and rather attentive despite how others viewed him.
She leaned forward to gently rub soothing circles on her boyfriend's socked feet as he deserved every little bit of gentle loving that she could give him from his adorably small feet to his stunning head of blond hair.
"I love you, you know." She murmured as she gently ran her fingers along his toes.
"I love you too." Feliks spoke softly as he watched his long term girlfriend soothe his feet after they'd walked all day.
He knew that he wanted to marry her one day and to propose to her as well.
These little moments served as sweet reminders of how much they loved each other.
"Eli, thank you." He murmured, watching as she looked up at his short sign of gratitude.
"Don't worry about it." The tomboy answered him as she stood up to wrap her arms around him, gently, in a rare hug.
Feliks smiled and gently rubbed her back.
Elizaveta smiled softly as she leaned against him.
She gently pulled away to remove her boyfriend's socks that Elizaveta had put on him in an overwhelming display of caring after they'd gotten home, and he'd finally decided to let her do so.
Elizaveta leaned back down to gently kiss his feet from the bottom of them up to his toes despite Feliks's giggling at the sudden display of affection.
Some "I love you"s were not verbal ones.