You see the two beautiful individuals hugging each other till kingdom come?
Yeah?
Well, that's us.
Whipped. Yup, the both of us.
And yes of course for each other you numbskull.
Asad and
'wait for it,
Zoya! Tadaaa.
See the bright glow on my face? That's exactly what love does to you.
Uh huh. Be jealous. Because the man holding me so close, so tight' should make every breathing woman burn. Everything about him is perfect. Oh shut up. Just keep listening' his confidence, his style, his smirk, his smile, his humor. Oh man.
Puuurrrfect. Perfect. Puuurrrfect. Drag it out, uh huh, just like that.
He likes it when I purr by the way. I'll share the details about that in a bit. Is that crude? Yeah?
Guess what?
I don't have a f**k to give about what you think of me at this point. He loves me. That's all that matters.
And these are just the basic necessities a woman looks for in a man. Love and protection being the first two, in my opinion that is. Plus, I could go on elaborating how incredibly perfect his hair is, lets not forget the packs. The six packs. Duh. Ripped.
Hey, don't look at me like that, because I'll just roll my eyes at you. The voice. Are you groaning yet?
Ears bleeding? Well they will, by the time im don't with my tale.
Did I tell you about his hands? I mean, I could write a f**king book about his hands...just about his hands. But I'm no brag. And plus, I'm in no position to form a coherent sentence.
Don't roll your eyes at me? Don't you dare! I'm just in love okay?! Show a little respect. Good God.
And seriously, no seriously, you don't even want to get me started on the hands. Oh the hands, what hands. f**king God-like.
You should know, God really took his time creating this one. Or should I say parents?
Wait, what?
Delete. Visual. Now.
That's better.
You're still with me right? Okay, so have you seen the man holding me oh so tightly? Well, have you?
Now you're wondering why, aren't you? I'll tell you. Gosh have some patience.
Because, you know what they about patience being a virtue. Right? It's a good thing.
And the nose, oh my god, how could I forget the nose? No worries boys and girls, I'll talk about his nose too.
to be continued...but you already know that. this is just for good measure.
A/N
What's this you ask?
I have no idea. Just needed a distraction to pull an all-nighter. But I'll continue this, whether you like it or not. And if you've read some of my work, (most of which I am not so proud of) I intend to make sure this is nothing short of spectacular.
Cocky?
Oh yeah, why wouldn't I be? I'm going to make sure I stick my head further up my ass with this one. Oh yeah. Big pride, big ego'you know?
Again, if you're a prashansak of my work, you know how pathetically slow I write. It's sad really. I feel sorry for myself. And I'll can it before this note gets longer than the measly work above.
and for the record, if you don't like or comment...don't worry. it doesn't hurt my poor heart. not one bit. nope. nada. zero. f**king egg.
you feel sarcasm?
good.