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"Are you protective as well?"
She gave him a kiss. "I'm fond of you as well."
"Definitely not. Just yours."
She was desperately trying to hide mac and cheese boxes, looking up at him with furrowed brows. "I said a minute!"
Miko groaned, hold out her arm. "Hate."
"I still think you're pretty great."
"Right.. Am I'm yours."
He hesitated. "Val?" *** It was quiet for a moment, and he would hear stuff falling onto the floor. "Just a minute!"
Miko looked excited. "Lovely!"
"Nothing. You're just you. You're great."
He relaxed. "Oh. Good."
He grinned, wrapping his arms around her. *** He would hear a quiet gasp, and then shuffling.
Miko grinned. "It's lovely! I'm sure we could do something!"
She sighed, a small smile crossing her face. "You're great."
Francis looked at her rather quickly with a frown. "Did he?"
"Well.. Maybe if we slowed the car down a little bit.." *** (Yoop!)
"Yeah. We usually do our hair for these because it's fun. We could probably do yours as well."
She kissed his nose softly "I love you."
"I would still fight him."
He frowned. "Then we should kiss." *** She rested a bit longer, before eventually starting her day.
