his bf would just rub his shoulders, laughing quietly, “i think he is more interested in what youre doing during the ritual than how our living room smells, baby,” he would reassure him.
Michael, stressed out in the candle section of a store, juggling like twelve different kinds while his bf watches: “But… maybe my father would prefer eucalyptus? But, there’s lavender. Or maybe green tea? We should just stock up on different ones, yeah”
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