#will delete probably

When you come to her stressed about exams or work, and not even an hour later, your inbox pings with a receipt for a hotel reservation in the Swiss Alps. Later, you bring this up to her in total confusion and you’re only met with “But darling, you said you needed a break.” Her lips almost curl into a pout as she says it. “Yeah..I meant like, a day off. Or a beer or something,” you reply, attempting to suppress a smile when you catch the pure sincerity in her eyes.

Girlfriend!Caitlyn also has a charming (and mildly unnerving) habit of recalling her childhood as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world–despite her experiences sounding like dialogue straight out of Succession. Once, she casually slipped, “Father insisted that I take up fencing while the horse stables were getting renovated–honestly, it was a bore” into a conversation about childhood sports. 

You didn’t even bother trying to hold back your laugh.

“What?” she blinked, genuinely puzzled, a grin tugging at her lips as if there was a joke she wasn’t in on. 

You just cupped her face, smiling as you shook your head.

“What?”

Girlfriend!Caitlyn always means well–you’ve never doubted that–but god, she clearly lives in a world different from your own.

However, when James fell in love with Regulus, he realised his love wasn’t a lot at all. It was perfect. He never felt that empty feeling he used to when he was in love with someone, because what James had measured in quantity, Regulus had offered in time.

Regulus’ love had been there for so long, the glass overflowed into an ocean and James was a thirsty man in a desert, beggin for a drop of water. He thrived under this love, all while sharing this ocean with each other so Regulus didn’t drown in the depths of it.