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He blinked. "What're you doing?"
"But you're allowed in the grove."
He started, his brow furrowed.
She rubbed his back slowly, her touch gentle.
"Do you need to lie down, or something?"
"My home is the woods," she said slowly. "And your home is in the woods."
"Just.. Arm wrestle."
She wrapped her arms around him, delightfully surprised. "I love you, I love you, I love you," she said quietly under her breath, her grip warm.
"Should your lunch be leftovers too?"
"Come in..?"
"You said cording."
Her shoulders slumped as he closed the door, holding the locket that rested close to her heart.
"Sure. That's fine."
There was a silence for a moment, obvious hesitance hanging in the air. "I don't want to."
"Did you say cording?"
She nodded, watching him carefully, her hands folded.
He smirked. "Up to you."
There was a soft voice. It was shy and quiet. "The hard way?"
"Let's just get on with it."
She sighed, nodding. "I love you."
