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She gave him a small smile before draping her arms over his shoulders, resting her head in the curve of his neck. "I don't know yet," she...
"Which part?" Ben asked, raising one eyebrow.
She fell silent, studying him as her thumb gently brushed his cheekbone. She didn't say anything, clearly deep in thought as she considered him...
"Then again," Puck admitted. "I don't like any pairing Ben is in. I don't like the idea of him happy." "See? That's why we should be in a...
She seemed utterly shocked, her hands still resting on either side of his jaw. Her eyes were wide as she looked up at him and there was a small...
Ben kissed the top of her head gently and Puck sighed. "I don't think I'd like that pairing."
His familiarity with kisses had come from his times with the concubines. He remembered that their mouths would press against his urgently, as if...
"Right?" Ben said with a small laugh. "Plus, it's white."
She seemed surprised, blinking a little as her ears fell back in response to the sudden movement. They perked up curiously after a second, though,...
"How about it, Puck?" Ben proposed, glancing over at him. "With your hair, my everything else? We'd be unstoppable." Puck said nothing, only...
She leaned her head against his side, exhaling slowly as she watched them. "Fireworks," she repeated quietly. "Have you ever seen anything so...
"You helped get me out of the prison. Although, technically Puck freed me. Maybe he and I should be the ones dating." Puck squinted.
Her ears fell back and she jumped, panicked by the loud noise. After a few seconds, she saw the colors paint the sky and her whole face lit up in...
“It’s true,” Ben interjected. “I would be lost without her warding off my bullies.”
She shrugged a little, looking across the city. “You’re acting... gentler. As if you think I might break.” She laughed, exhaling a little as she...
Puck glowered, but there was a playfulness to his gaze. “She needs to defend your honor, I suppose.”
She tilted her head, considering him for a moment, her brown eyes tracing his features. “I can’t tell if you’re happy or worried,” she admitted...
She laughed a little, looking up at him earnestly. “You okay?”
He gave her a small smile, glancing down at her. “Well, I taught the girl who beat you in an arm wrestle, Puck. I don’t need to prove myself...
She was quiet for a moment, her blonde hair falling softly around her face before she looked up at him, giving him a smile. She bumped her head...
