Simper. ( ap. )

The boy grinned in a goofy, drowsy fashion as he laid beside Anara. He lifted a hand to brush some of her head behind her ear and then to cup her cheek. Moving closer and pressing his forehead to hers, he wrapped his arms and legs around her smaller body. 

‘ Not as cute as ya’ though. ‘

Burlesuqe’s shoulders slumped as a dopey look of admiration crossed his features. He is so in love with Anara it’s ridiculous- he can’t think straight. The ginger made his way towards his girlfriend, wrapping his arms around her frame in a bear hug. He pressed a bunch of kisses all over her face, snickering a little between each kiss. After a few moments he stopped and just hugged her, nuzzling his face into the nape of her neck. 

‘ ‘ey, at leas’ we know we’re uh good lookin’ c’uple. ‘

He responded with a light chuckle, but it was followed it by a pout as she shoved his work towards him. It was just am assignment he had to do with every film project; the ginger needed to write down the technology used and write some paragraphs about it. Not that big of a deal- but it was for his easily distracted mind. 

His hand reached down and picked up a pencil, his lips still pouting as he read over the instructions for the thousandth time- which they still didn’t make sense. Spacing on the work, he counted how many times Anara tapped her pencil without looking up- mentally coming up with a beat in his head like the musician he is. That’s when his girlfriend stretched across the furniture between them, giving him a kiss that made his dorky smile appear on his face again.

‘ Tha’s it? C’mon, ‘nara, I know ye’ like kissin’ me t’much f’er tha’ t’be it. ‘

Burlesque retorted, leaning his cheek into one palm and winking at the girl.

Burlesque grinned against her skin, one of his hands gently rubbing her back. 

‘ Maybe- ‘

He mused quietly, lifting his head to kiss the corner of her lips. Blue-green hues held a glint of mischief as he stared down at her, a smirk playing on his lips.

‘ How ‘bout you? Feelin’ frisk’eh.. Nora? ‘

The ginger snickered, tenderly nudging his nose against hers and swaying a bit with Nora held close.

A soft chuckle left him at her words and he pressed a few kisses along the area where he nipped her neck. The little reactions he got from her made him grin in a  goofy fashion, he just loves her so much.

‘ But ‘ts m’job t’know wha’ makes ye’ tick, sweetheart. ‘

Burlesque mumbled, his lips brushing her jaw before he pressed a kiss to her cheek. He lifted his head to smile down at her, adoration crossing his features as he rested his forehead against hers. 

‘ Don’ pout at me, I jus’ like kissin’ you s’all. ‘

He commented, snickering before he pressed his lips to her- letting the kiss linger a few moments.

A fluttering feeling moved in his chest as she rested his hand on her cheek, and he affectionately brushed his thumb over her cheekbone. Once she’s got her forehead against his chest, his free hand lifted to run through her hair; he kissed the top of her head before speaking.

‘ Y’er all hunched ov’r li’e y’u’ve been glued t’y’er desk chair. Y’gotta take a break sometimes, ‘nara. I’d like t’see y’uh when y’er nose isn’t stuck in’a book. ‘

The pout was clear in his voice by the end of his spiel, and it was evident he was feeling needy for her attention. 

‘ Y’look like y’need a nap too. How ‘bout we go git some food ‘nd then take a nap? Sound good? ‘

When Anara would go on a study streak, Burlesque would often worry about her. He wouldn’t see her as often as he would outside of the streak, and when he did Anara would babble about how much studying she’d still have to do.

‘ F’erget ‘bout studying f’er today, lemme spoil you darlin’. ‘

// meme //

Burlesque sat at his desk, headphones on and eyes glued to his computer screens- editing software was plastered across them. He had been working on a new movie the company he worked for had been producing, it was some action-comedy-sci-fi genre potluck. Anara had been at the hospital all night, so the man didn’t really realize how long he had been awake. His wife was basically his real life notification system, so without her he was very out of whack and missing everything. 

By the time his bride arrived at their house, he was almost done with the first half of the movie. He had a tendency to start a movie and then get carried away without realizing how much he had accomplished. Of course he didn’t acknowledge the front door closing, Anara calling for him, or her presence when she walked into his work room- he was too zoned in. But that quickly changed when she started kissing his neck and nipping at it- the sudden attention pulling his focus away from the half formed movie and causing his hand to raise to take off his headset.

“ Hey, ‘nara. “

He mumbled, leaning into the woman’s touch with a small smile. Turning his chair around grinning up at her. His arms wrapped around her waist and he pulled her closer, hugging her and pressing a kiss to her cheek. 

“ I’ve missed ya’. “

The ginger nearly whispered, nuzzling his face in the nape of her neck. He loved Anara so much.

// meme //

Even though his hair was rather crazy, Burlesque had a certain way he wanted his hair to look like. It was a specific kind of crazy. But today it was just flat and it was rather upsetting for the college student. So when he met up with Anara, he wore a hat and a slight pout. He smiled at her though, as he was always happy to see the girl. Though as they continued to hang out in their usual spot, by the piano, his girlfriend noticed how much he fiddled with the beanie and the deepening frustration in his eyes. 

A slight yelp left the boy as Anara pulled his hat down over his face, asking him what was wrong with him. His pout increased and he gave her his puppy-dog eyes look. 

“ ..’m havin’ a bad hair day. “

His smile widened as Anara planted kisses on him and his heart beat quickened at her words. Burlesque held her close as they kissed lovingly, a musical hand slipping up her shirt a bit and his fingers drawing circles on her skin. The kiss was broken for a few moments as he gently nudged his nose against hers.

“ Y’er so beautiful, ‘nara. “

The ginger’s voice was soft and his lips ghosted against hers, and a sly grin stretched across his face. With a movement, he flipped their positions on the bed so he hovered over his bride. Blue hues gazed down at Anara; Burlesque’s stomach butterflies started to flutter around as he felt that same adoration for the woman he had felt all those years. 

“ I love ya’.. So, so much. “

He mumbled, dipping down and pressing kisses from her neck to her lips- each kiss slow and filled with love.

The film was suppose to be a simple trailer for an action movie, maybe three minutes max and filled with intense lines as well as running shots and facials. But Burlesque seemed to have creative blockage that just kept him from creating something that simple. Usually these things came so easily, so when it didn’t he took it pretty hard. But luckily he had his beautiful girlfriend with him to help him. The ginger stated his request and looked over at her, a bit of weight lifting off his shoulders as she moved to him and straddled him. A goofy grin raised on his features as his hands ran over her thighs and up her shirt slightly, stopping at the middle of her waist and holding her close. 

“ Gladly. “

The boy was discussing a project with some of his friends, trying to decide where to film and what lights they would need. Burlesque was the director of the whole project, and to say he was excited was an understatement. But that’s when he was suddenly caught off guard when his girlfriend latched onto his back, causing him to stumble a little. He regained his balance and grinned at the sound of Anara’s voice. 

“ I’ll talk t’ye’ guys late’a. “

He stated to his friends, nodding to them in dismissal. Continuing to walk with the blonde on his back, he made his way towards the building that had the piano in it. The ginger had no more classes, so why not finish the day off with some music makin’?

“ Ye’ class was good, we’re startin’ a new film project. M’group is makin’ a horror movie ‘bout ‘uh haunted pian’a. How was y’er classes, sweetheart? “

Burlesque rested his cheek in his palm as he looked up in thought. 

“ Mmm.. Why not both? “

He questioned, thinking it’d be fun to help her with an ice cream cake. Maybe they could make it chocolate and strawberry flavor, with some colorful sprinkles on top.

Burlesque said what he did and her heart just exploded with love and concern. Anara bit her lip as her eyes traveled towards his eyes deep in thought. His forehead pressed against hers, their breaths mingled. She grinned from ear to ear as the thought solidified. “You’re completely right. We aren’t ready. That’s why I asked because you’re the logical one between the two of us. I guess we both were caught up in the moment.”  she giggled. “I’m an emotional mess.” she paused and put a hand on each side of his face. 

“I will never doubt your love, no matter what circumstance we are put in. Okay? I don’t care if we ever get more intimate or not. I love you, Burlesque Mandarina. Plus, our makeout sessions could stand on their own.” she smiled as hugged him. Her legs loosening from around his waist, falling to the bed. “Just being by your side is more than enough. You’re more then enough.” 

She didn’t want him to feel bad. Honestly, she was beginning to see with clarity now that they had stopped for a moment to reevaluate their circumstances. Nah, they could wait plus why should they go with what everyone else was doing? They could have more fun on their own. Months of adventures across the mundane campus had proven that.

“Plus, I’m going to win this.” she reached down and tickled his side so he would move. “-war. I declare war on you!” she got up from the bed, stealing a pillow and hit him hard with it. Laughing, she did it again. Feathers flew out of the cheap pillow as did, showing him an ‘oops’ face before she backed away from him, wiggling her eyebrows with a sly grin. 

His face lit up with when Anara smiled and spoke, her giggle adding to his bubbling joy. He leaned into her touch, loving their closeness and loving her more and more. Bulesque’s head lowered to nuzzle into the nape of her neck, holding her closer and just absorbing her words that could simply make him faint. But that’s when she declared war on the boy. He let out a squeak when Anara tickled him and was still caught off guard when he was whacked with the pillow, gasping a little at the feathers that floated down between their figures. 

“ ‘ey! I sleep wi’h tha’! “

Burlesque laughed, reaching forward and grabbing onto her shirt in attempt to pull her back to him. His hand snaked around her waist as he kept her close, and he tilted his head up to nudge their noses together.

“ Y’know, between th’two of us, I’d hope y’uh’d be th’logical one. Ye’ are learnin’ t’be a nurse, ain’t ya’? “

He teased her, then suddenly his fingers were dancing along her sides and the ginger laughed as he tickled his girlfriend.