i love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like i'm nuts. ( buck for taylor <3 )
scoff breaks out of glossy lips, head shaking as porcelain fingers reach out to grab the cup to pour herself some coffee. the corner of her lips threatens to curl up in a smile, but she manages to bite it down just in time as she turns around to look at him. ❝ i am not looking at you like you're nuts, you are nuts, evan buckley, ❞ taylor replies, left hand on her waist as she speaks up. ❝ at least have some coffee. before we start talking about the idea you just had. ❞















