— SCENT CHANGE?
₊˚⊹ notes ~ bf!jake x fem!reader ⋆⭒ warnings: kisses ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 word count: 100+꩜⋆ ˚。⋆˚ genre: fluff, drabble | LIBRARY FOR MORE...
YOU'RE WRAPPED IN JAKE'S EMBRACE. His arms wrap around you, holding you close, and you can feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against your back. The scent of his cologne floats within the air.
As you lean into him, seeking solace in his embrace, you feel his warm breath tickle your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. His lips brush against the delicate curve of your earlobe as he whispers softly, "I don't like your new shampoo."
You can't help but laugh at his words, "How'd you know?" you ask, turning your head slightly to catch a glimpse of his expression.
"It doesn't smell like you anymore," he replies, his lips pouted. "I miss the way your old shampoo smelled on you. It was... familiar."
You can't help but smile at his confession, touched by his attention to such small details. "Well, I can always switch back if it bothers you that much," you offer.
Jake tightens his hold around you, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head. "No, it's okay. I'll get used to it," he murmurs, his voice low and husky, "Besides, it's not about the shampoo. It's about you. I love you, no matter what scent you wear."
You snuggle closer to him, reveling in the feeling of his presence beside you. "I love you too," you whisper, your voice barely audible above the beating of your hearts.
guys some crazy at 3am (not fake, real, gone wrong) is happening in the qsmp rn
Maybe 3 AM is the witching hour because it’s the transitional hour from “Late night hours” to “Abominably early morning hours.”
Isn't it strange how the end of the world feels so familiar yet so surreal?
Peace and love. My name is Kewalnam Christ, I am a black author and these are a few of my poems Please share with a friend. Follow me on IG: KewalnamChrist or on Twitter: IAMKEWALNAM I have a novel coming out this year, merch, and zine. Can’t wait to show what I’ve been working on. Everyone stay blessed.