She traced his jawline as he slept, her heart fluttering as a small smile graced his lips. She felt as if she could live in this moment forever; the moment between her finger brushing his skin and the smile appearing. It was soft, and simple, but it felt like everything. In that moment, she felt beautiful. Not because she actually was, but because even while he was asleep her touch could cause a smile, and that was more than enough for her.