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He murmured, his eyes fluttering open. “...Bee?”
"I killed him," he said with a frown, his brow furrowing.
She crossed her arms and waited.
"I love your mind and the way you think."
"Of course there wasn't. I'm very elusive."
He sighed, running his fingers through her hair.
"Don't worry. I'll manage."
"Good. Put that on."
"You're cute."
"You're welcome. Are you done with mine?"
His sleep was restless, but his face was not disturbed. He pulled her closer, his curly hair tickling her neck.
He relaxed, kissing the top of her head. "I love you."
She came back, holding up a sweater, her fingers brushing his buttons. "What about this?"
"I love you too!"
"I did not," she said primly, turning to him. "I felt like it was only right to extend the opportunity for you to ask me not to read it that you...
His wings fluttered in his sleep.
"Are you.. you don't think less of me, right?"
She grinned, returning to his wardrobe.
She laughed. "Really?"
She looked back at him, her face brightening. "Good!"
