Jack: The sun is streaming through the windows in your kitchen while you clean the floors and he does the dishes. Your radio is turned up as loud as possible, a cheerful Taylor Swift song filling the walls. You prop the mop up against the wall as you grab his soapy hands, forcing him to dance around the kitchen with you. “I love this song!” “Me too!”
Finn: You’re folding laundry on the couch with your favourite music playing as he vacuums. He turns off the whirring, watching as you fold his t-shirts into perfect squares. A melodic beat is in the background resembling a slow dance tune. “May I have this dance?” he offers in a gentlemanly tone; giggling as he does so. “Of course.”
Dan: The moon has left the sky and now the sun has taken it’s place, giving a red-ish orange hue through the apartment. Your iPod is playing a slow Muse song and it drowns out the sound of your footsteps as you slide across the tile, your head on his shoulder and his arms around your body holding you close. You hum contently against him, his lips pressing to your forehead as it only gets lighter.
Phil: He was sort of challenged in the area of baking, but he wanted to help you. You have your phone hooked up to the speaker, sending waves of dance music throughout the walls. “This is what you bake to?” he laughs, looking over the shoulder at the dough. You leave the spoon and grab his hands jumping around the kitchen. “What are you doing?” “Dancing! Join in!”
Jack: It’s a good size, complete with ensuite bathroom and lots of floor space. Modern art is hung on the wall but it has a personal touch, with cute trinkets and a pair of bright red curtains that turn the whole room pink at sunset, which is both of your favourite time of day.
Finn: It’s smaller, with huge windows gracing the outside wall to make it easy for you to look out onto the streets below. It has hardwood, plants hanging all around to add green to the other beautiful colours. It’s inspired by his travels; particularly to India with many cloths hanging around the walls.
Dan: It’s a medium size and has lots of trinkets on tall shelves, but is still very minimalistic. You keep your favourite photos of the two of you on the mantlepiece and vases of flowers on the window sill, all while the warm sunshine streams through your gigantic windows.
Phil: It’s a large size with lots of space which you need. You have shelves and dressers to fit both of your personalities into one space, making it a mish-mash of media memorabilia, miscellaneous things you’ve collected over the years and many things that define your relationship.
Jack: He’s kind of absentmindedly rubbing your leg while you talk to some people at a party, just as a gentle show of affection. Later in the night, when you’re alone with him he starts to laugh. “What?” “Your legs are really soft.”
Finn: You come straight out of the shower, drying off your legs and putting some lotion on them. He walks in just as you pull on a shirt. He runs a hand across your knee, laughing. “You shaved your legs.” he takes a quick sniff. “And it smells like flowers in here.”
Dan: You climb into bed with him, wearing only underwear and a baggy t-shirt when your legs slide against his. “Woah!” you pull the blankets up looking him in the eyes. “What?” “Your legs…” his hand runs along your calf gently. “They’re so soft.”
Phil: He notices when one leg rubs against his on the couch, his gaze shifting to you when he looks up. “Your leg!” he exclaims, pointing. “What? Am I bleeding or something?” you look down frantically. “No! It’s so… soft.”
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phil’s hand thing