Gareth Emerson

*friday summer night, you and gareth lying in his bed, your head resting on his chest. his arms are loosely wrapped around you, as he's drawing little patterns on your back with his gentle fingers. you can feel his chest rise and fall calmly, light breeze from the opened window grazzing your cheek. sun is setting down the horizont, creating warm colours on the sky and to the sound of the Queen songs, you two spend this moment together. content, happy, in love.*