This is what I write when I lack something

We were sitting close to each other on the couch, both crossed legged, watching a movie. Our fingers were intertwined, and it made me happy. His hands were soft to my touch, and I just loved the feelings of someone holding my hand. I feel like I won't drift off into nothingness. 
"He shouldn't have jumped from there." He says, pouting.  I squeeze his hand for a second at the sudden feeling of my heart doing a somersault. Why is he so cute! I open my arms for him, asking him to give my a quick hug. He crawls into my arms and sits in my lap, smiling like a child. I wrap my arms around him, and he does the same.
"My baby" I say into his hair. I look down at the boy in my arms. He has a little boopy nose and fluffy hair I wanted to run my hands through. His green eyes sparkle and shine.
After around 10 minutes or so of watching the movie, it comes to an end. He's still sitting in my lap, happily playing with my hands. He gets off my lap, and sits next to me, facing me. I face him in return. Nothing had changed about his innocent expression. His eyes still sparkle and shine. His nose was still small and boopy. His messy hair was still cute and ruffled. His thin pink lips smiling a beautiful smile.
I feel the urge to do something, so I lean forward and kiss his cheek. His cheeks are soft and round. I leave small kisses down his soft jawline. He turns his head a little, and his lips (👄) touch mine. I felt a wave of surprise, before large waves of happiness hit me. I wanted this, no? My hands climb into his hair and his arms wrap around my waist, holding me close.  I was happy with him. Both our eyes were closed. We'd fallen into the stars of each other