hold on im just think abt domestic granada holmes again n crying. like. bouts of shared laughter? cheeky kisses? hand holding? endearments? kisses on the back of the hand? lighthearted banter?? hidden wedding rings???
like. let me help you into the cab. let me hang up your coat for you. let me light a match for you. let me make you tea exactly how you like it so i can watch you smile when i hand it to you. let me be there for you, because i’m never going to leave your side, because i need you and you need me, and i love you terribly, and it’s as simple as that.