i - Deep.
I don't know why they call her shallow; Parvarti is anything but.
From the deep groans in the back of her throat when we kiss, to the way she looks into my eyes and stares into the depths of my soul, everything about her is deep. . Not to mention the way I'm falling deeper and deeper in love with her.
There is nothing shallow about Pavarti Patil.
ii - Lipstick
People seem to think I'm obsessed with makeup, and in a way, I suppose I am.
I love the way she spends forever putting lipstick on in the morning, I love the way it smears against her glass at breakfast.
I love the feel of her lipstick on my skin, I like it when I find traces of it on my clothes at the end of the day.
I'm obsessed with makeup.
iii - Sugar
Pavarti Patil loves sweet things. She puts sugar on her porridge at breakfast every Sunday, and I can taste it on her lips and at the corners of her mouth.
It's funny that she tastes of sugar every other day, as well. Perfect and tasty and almost-too-sweet, pure and sinful and just... right.
That's a good way of describing Pavarti herself, honestly.
Like the sugar at breakfast on Sundays.
iv - Flowers
Lavender sent me flowers the Valentines' Day before we admitted out feelings for one another.
There wasn't a note saying who they were from, but I know it was her. I could tell by the way she smiled when I told her how beautiful they were.
Besides - She's the only one who knows that orchids are my favourite flower, after all.
I don't know why they call her shallow; Parvarti is anything but.
From the deep groans in the back of her throat when we kiss, to the way she looks into my eyes and stares into the depths of my soul, everything about her is deep. . Not to mention the way I'm falling deeper and deeper in love with her.
There is nothing shallow about Pavarti Patil.
ii - Lipstick
People seem to think I'm obsessed with makeup, and in a way, I suppose I am.
I love the way she spends forever putting lipstick on in the morning, I love the way it smears against her glass at breakfast.
I love the feel of her lipstick on my skin, I like it when I find traces of it on my clothes at the end of the day.
I'm obsessed with makeup.
iii - Sugar
Pavarti Patil loves sweet things. She puts sugar on her porridge at breakfast every Sunday, and I can taste it on her lips and at the corners of her mouth.
It's funny that she tastes of sugar every other day, as well. Perfect and tasty and almost-too-sweet, pure and sinful and just... right.
That's a good way of describing Pavarti herself, honestly.
Like the sugar at breakfast on Sundays.
iv - Flowers
Lavender sent me flowers the Valentines' Day before we admitted out feelings for one another.
There wasn't a note saying who they were from, but I know it was her. I could tell by the way she smiled when I told her how beautiful they were.
Besides - She's the only one who knows that orchids are my favourite flower, after all.