Taking a marker from the desk in the corner of her room, Erica told Asher to lay on his stomach, before straddling the back of his thighs, running the black tip of the pen in her hand over his skin. Carefully, she drew a pair of angel wings on his back, pressing her lips between them when she finished. "Because you're my guardian angel," she mumbled against the skin. (IN THE THING WHERE THEY RAN AWAY WITH THEIR CHILD OKAY BYE!)
Grab a marker and write something on my muse! ( Anywhere over my muse's body. )
Asher raised his eyebrows at Erica's request but did so anyways, closing his eyes as she drew on his back. Smiling a bit once she done he flipped them over, turning to face her. Andrea was asleep so they had their moment of silence together. "I will always be your guardian angel," he promised before leaning down and kissing her tenderly.
