Sometimes when I was away from her, I would just stop whatever I was doing and think of her. The small things that no one else seemed to have noticed.
Like how tiny her toenails were. I hadn't really seen that until she said she would paint them and I was forced to look at the result. They were so adorable. Her toes were normal sized, but the nails were so small. Which is a little weird, because the nails on her fingers are sort of long and big.
And how her eyes glittered. They were dark brown, but sometimes I swear I saw gold in them, and in particular lights, they seemed black.
How the corner of her eye would crinkle when she laughed really much and that little snort noise she sometimes made when she had laughed for a long time. How embarrassed you could see was then, but she didn't show it. I just knew by the way she would close her eyes for a moment.
The way she would look at me after we made love or kissed.
The birthmark under her breast.
How smooth the upsides of her feet were and how callused the undersides were.
The way her pillow smelled.
How she would always kick of her blankets and cuddle close to me.
Those thinking moments always ended with a long phonecall.
A/N: I thought the 20:th chap needed more fluff then usual, so I just wrote. ;)
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