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She pulled him closer, her fingers running through his hair.
He rested his head on Petra's lap.
"Huh. That's weird."
He raised an eyebrow. "Tez?"
She watched him thoughtfully, her thumb brushing his cheekbone. There was a pause before she kissed him again, her mouth soft against his.
He harrumphed, but did as Gabe said.
He laughed. "Was I any good?"
"I'll do my best," he said, taking a sip of his coffee.
She laughed breathily, her fingers running through his hair.
They sat like that for a while before Gray jumped up on the bench.
He blinked, studying it. "Chess. Why chess?"
"Good," he said, satisfied. "Thank you."
Her lips found his and she kissed him again, deeper this time. "Hm..."
She closed her eyes, clearly enjoying his company.
"Oh," he said slowly, dropping his hand. "I see."
"I miss you too, but it makes me sad to think of you sitting here by yourself missing me."
She laughed, kissing his cheek again. "Hm. Hm, hm, hm."
"Much," she agreed, burying her face in his neck.
He squinted at his wrist. "A...C...R?"
"Maybe. Something that doesn't make you so sad when I'm away."
