#james things

james potter allied a little too close to the star i fear

James: Worn cotton t-shirts fresh out of the dryer; back scratches; sliding in socks on slick hardwood floors; the sudden sleepiness coming from eating too much food; the smell of sulfur from fireworks; singing at the top of your lungs in the car; air guitars; cracking jokes to break the ice; snapping; accidentally biting your tongue; spinning around with your arms out; hot, buttery popcorn; victory dances; knuckle biting; whispers that are a little too loud; trying to tell a joke but laughing too hard to deliver the punch line; laughter so intense it draws tears; smiles that crinkle your eyes at the corners; driving with all the windows down; slight breezes; backwards baseball caps; popping the joints of your spine; the underlying smell of sweat; deep collarbones; high fives that leave your hands red and stinging; nose crinkling; goofy faces; over exaggerated yawns; hidden freckles; endearing dimples; scrapes; getting over zealous during a game of monopoly; whispering during movies; repressed laughter; the pain in your abdomen when you can’t stop laughing; warm hugs; sincerity; sleeping au naturale; muddy converse; flannel shirts; the smell of sandalwood; milk moustaches; hip squeezes; daydreaming