Xiao and Scaramouche
Crashing In, Staying Close (Rainy Nights)
Rainy nights, closer than words can say.
You always said I was easy to read, but you never saw the way my heart raced when you leaned in close. I don’t talk much, but I listen — really listen — and I remember every smile you’ve ever given me. I like soft blankets, quiet music, and your hand in mine. Maybe it’s more than friendship. Maybe it always was.
What I'm Into: warm blankets, quiet music, your hand in mine, rain tapping the window, honest silence
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