#lovegrws

 her  delicate  hands  were  wrapped  tightly  against  his  soft  middle ,   warmth   blossoming  between  them ,   skin  against  skin .      a  lazy  hum  escaped  tired  lips  as  he  felt  poppy’s  arms  crawling  up  to  embrace  his  chest ,   slowly  but  surely  bringing  him  back  from  morpheus’  embrace .    zach  groaned  into  the  pillow ,   not  ready  to  wake  up  or  move  a  muscle .   it  was  too  perfect ,   like  a  bubble  so  fragile  that  the  slightest  move  could  pop  it .    wrapped  in  blankets  and  drowning  in  his  lovers  embrace ,   in  the    comfort  of  their  bed   (  their  bed .   their  apartment .   oh  god ,   he’ll  never  get  tired  of  this  word .   their .  )      a  soft  peck  of  her  lips  against  his  shoulder  was  enough  to  make  zach  blink  slowly  and  lazily  turn  over  just  enough  to   face  her .       ❝    mornin’  sunflower .   ❞       arms  wrap  around  his  lover  and  bring  her  close  enough  to  place  a  delicate  kiss  on  her  nose .     zach  buried  his  face  in  the  plush  cascades  of  poppy’s  strawberry  pink  hair ,   citrus  and  lavender ,   a  scent  so  familiar  it  became  his  beloved  perfume .      ❝    can  we  stay  like  this  a  little  bit  longer ?   please ,   ❞       he  muttered  against  the  crook  of  her  neck ,   hugging  her  with  such  affection  and  despair  as  if  she  was  about  to  disappear  if  he  lightened  his  grasp  even  slightly .  

from being a father of a spoiled cane corso, then a father of the band, to now being a father of beautiful girls? dare i say he was born to do it. QUICK, SOMEONE GET HIM A BEST GIRL DAD EVER MUG RIGHT NOW

bites my finger and winks at you

Please tell me you just cackled bc the way we both said I love you’s to each other at the same time I’m actually cheesing so hard right now hello. you have my heart always truly, Ugh. UGH I LOVE U, PLS RECEIVE MY BOO HUG (IKYK) 🍊 @lovegrws

me when u and poppy exist

“ besides, meeting big foot might be more exciting to me than meeting messiah marcolin . . . speakin' of messiah, please tell me y'packed some refried beans? 'm starvin' --- ” he's cut off suddenly, twigs snap in the distance as a strange groan echoes through the air, zachary's head snaps upwards, a few strands of moss stuck in his hair, fire still nowhere to be seen. too occupied with his neanderthal task and with his nose in branches and hay, he wasn't sure where the sound was located and at this point he really did hope it was still poppy trying to mess with him. “ you . . . that was you, right? ”