I walked into the kitchen, strumming my guitar. Sylus stood at the stove, prepping for tomorrow.

🎶It’s in the way you smile

“What?”

🎶It’s in the way you laugh

He looked around.

It’s in the way you talk
It’s in the way you walk
That makes me say ‘I love you’

He blushed and laughed nervously.

It’s in the way you wear your hair
The way you shine your shoes “Even your sneakers for God’s sake.”
The way you wear your tie. I tugged on it.

He was slowly stopping what he was doing.

It’s in the way you walk
It’s in the way you talk
That makes me say ‘I love you‘

“What’s going on right now?” He forced an awkward laugh.

I circled around him to his other side.

It’s in the way you snore I dropped my head to the side and snorted.
It’s in the way you dream “If ya know what I mean.” I winked.
It’s in the way you walk
In the way you talk
That makes me say ‘I love you’

It’s in the way you cook “I think it’s burning.” He cried out as he returned his attention to the stove.
It’s in the way you dress “365 days of formal wear”
It’s in the way you walk
It’s in the way you talk
That makes me say ‘I love you’

It’s in your smile
In your impeccable guile
In the tales you tell
In the way you smell
It’s in your clothes so snug
In the way you hug
I just wanna say ‘I love you’

He was flushing a deep shade of violet as I continued strumming on my guitar.

Ooooh forever is a very long tiiiime
At least that what I hear them saaaaaay
But I think I’ll be okaaaaay
As long as I can call you miiiine

He sighed as he dumped whatever was in his pan in the garbage before he, himself, in his deeply baritone voice, began to sing.

It’s in the way you strum
It’s in the way you hum
It’s in the hue of your soul
It’s in the way you roll

“Wow nice one.” I mocked with a laugh.

It’s in the way you walk
It’s in the way you talk
That makes me say ‘I need you’

I sighed.

It’s in the way you pile way too much food on my plaaaaate

It’s in the way you shovel it all in your mouth I harmonized.

It’s in the way you taaaaaste He was trying to drive me off with awkwardness. Little did he know…

It’s in the size of your waaaaaaist

He balked and huffed.

“Did I win?” I laughed.

It’s in the size of you c-

SOCKS! I interrupted.

“Well you know what they say about big feet?” He waggled a bushy brow.

“Jesus Christ Sylus…”‘

He cleared his throat.

It’s in the way you… care...
Th-the way you hold me tight
The way you keep me safe
The way you… T-touch me… “A-and it doesn’t hurt…”
I-it’s on the way you walk
It’s in the way you talk
That makes me say… I… He deflated. “I’m so sorry.” I need youuuuu

I stopped playing and took his face in my hands. “You don’t have to say it.”

“You deserve to hear it.”

“And I will, whenever you’re ready.” I smiled.

He leaned in close. It’s in your gentle touch He sang on his own.
It’s in your unending patience
It’s in the way you make me feel
Sometimes I can’t believe it’s real
It’s in the way you walk
It’s in the way you talk
And all the ways you say ‘I love you’

I closed the distance with a soft kiss.