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"Would I.. have to give you my arm?"
She sighed, helping the children get out.
"You won't leave again, right?"
"Yes."
He frowned, saying nothing.
She chuckled, pulling away.
"Still."
"Yes I did."
He frowned, holding his arm up slightly.
She rolled her eyes playfully before giving him a kiss.
She leaned into his touch. "What would there be?"
He crossed his arm. "Rude."
He cocked his head. "Like what?"
"I love you."
She shrugged. "It takes a long time to get over something so meaningful."
"But, Poppy.."
"Well, I've never tried the gloves. We'd have to see."
"You're not. You're just my favorite person."
She frowned before sighing. "It might take awhile."
He blinked, flushing. "I'm down with the first option."
