Prompt: Person A has lots of freckles and person B tries to kiss them all before bed.
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Snuggled up together, first night moved in, Max and Nathan had just finished watching a movie to celebrate.
"Goodnight, Nathan. I… love you." The words were heavy on her tongue, but it felt so right to say it.
"Not as much as I do, Caulfield." He mumbles and starts to snuggle into her hair. This causes Max to turn around and look at her boyfriend's face. "What are you doing?" She whispers back.
He doesn't say anything, instead looks into her eyes like everything else in the world doesn't matter.
He goes closer to her face and kisses her nose quick. A peck is heard, and Max just stares back at him.
"What was that for?"
Peck.
Peck,
Peck, peck,
Peck.
"Oh my god, Nathan, stop!" She's giggling loudly, but he doesn't stop the flurries of kisses Nathan's giving her. She has to say, she doesn't actually want him to stop.
"Seriously, what are you doing?" She's still laughing.
"Kissing every freckle before bed. It's necessary."
She lets him kiss, and keep kissing because the small smooches that he gives are what makes life worth living.
He doesn't stop for sometime.