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"Can I save them?"
"That sounds nice," she agreed, her fingers running through his hair.
He frowned. "But Aspen..."
She hesitated, raising an eyebrow. "But we can also sleep... it's been a long week not talking to you."
He blinked, looking confused. “Why can’t you hug me no matter what?”
She considered him decisively. “Making out sounds fun, yeah?”
“It’s yours.” You
“Hush. Let’s sleep or make out or something, but no more of that.”
“It’s alright. Eat it.”
She opened her eyes, kissing his neck. “Pretty cute.”
“No, you go ahead. You must miss home.”
“You’re pretty *squee!*ing cute.”
“It’s magical.”
She mumbled something, her lips brushing his neck.
“Of course it’s good.”
She curled up next to him, her hand on his chest.
“Did you think I was lying?”
She squinted at him blearily, her small hands turning in his. “...aren’t you going to lie down?”
“Try it?”
She shifted, extending her hands to him.
