He tipped his head back more, letting the sunshine kiss his face and warm him from the inside out with the physical peace and happiness he had been able to conjure. And Lance smiled.
Smash that mf reblog button if you stoically ignore all labelled washing instructions and everything your mama ever told you about laundry and just send those bastards hurgling around in an overfilled tub to meet either death or glory
Kismet and Chaos 