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"So did you!"
He buried his face in her hair. "I love you."
She turned to look at him. "I love you."
"Uh uh. No using powers!"
He hugged her back. "I love you too."
She went to rest back again. "I think your hair is dry."
She raised her hands. "Prepare to die!"
"Poppy, I'm sorry. Really."
She ran her hand through his hair. "I'm sure it'll be okay."
"No, it's too late."
"I'm sorry."
She cocked her head, kissing his cheek. "Do you feel better?"
She loomed over him menacingly. "I'm tickling you to death."
"I should have known."
She nodded slowly. Her words would be ringing in his head like a sweet bell in the distance. "Yeah. That's alright."
She glared at him. "Oh.. my God."
"I didn't, but I thought you'd be sensical enough to choose the better option.
She sighed, kissing his cheek before she murmured into his ear. "You're okay, now. Everything is okay. You're safe. I'm here." She sighed before...
She sat up, pausing for a moment to smooth out his shirt before sitting on the edge of the bed. "Come in."
"I thought you didn't like my choice."
