[Closes his, too, sighing and trying to relax and think properly]
[...] Your hair, too. And your hands. And how you can hold me up easily. [He loves that >_>]
[What else] You have terrible fashion sense. [It's kind of charming, though.] I like your cooking. And your laughter. And your scent. And that way you tilt your head like a dumbass when you're amused at something.