dip me in acid please this was so cute

so, ashton would be really fascinated by the way you write. he’d make you coffee and he’d lend you his big ol sweaters so you could sit there and drown in his massive ass clothes and drink coffee and like if you two went out and someone recognized you and you got really shy, he’d be kinda concerned but he’d just kind of lock your hand in his enormous ass-gripping monsters and smile and he’d be like hella proud of you for doing so well and he’d be your biggest supporter ever, like if you got your book published he’d come home with 10 copies and you’d be like “aSHTON WHAT” “but it’s so good we can give them out as presents“ and you’d just grin and i mean you’d still be hella nervous about having it out but he’d be there to support you and love you down and eat you out when you got too stressed