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He pursed his lips, standing up. "Fine."
She nodded slowly. "Okay.."
She did the same, sighing.
"You think?"
She buried her face in his next. "I'm just problematic."
She kissed his forehead. "I love you too."
He flushed. "Huh?"
"It's not fair," she said quietly. "Why do I have to have so much on my mind? Why can't I just be normal?"
She nodded slowly. "Don't worry. I'm sure you'll sleep well tonight."
"I barely have any on."
"So can I," she replied. "I've known it for this long, now."
She was quiet for a moment. "Yeah. That's okay."
"I don't know."
She shook her head. "Don't. I don't want to make you uncomfortable."
She went quiet, pulling away slightly. "Oh.. I'm sorry. You're alright, though. You don't have to be frustrated. You can wake up."
"Probably?"
She went to him, squeezing her eyes just. "I feel like I just.. naturally show love in compliments and I can't do that with you."
Her voice was gently, and she kissed his cheek.
"Would it, though?"
There were small tears in her eyes, and she didn't meet his gaze. "I love you so much and it gets stressful sometimes.. Everything gets stressful...
