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He shrugged. "Do I need a reason?"
"Shut up," she replied playfully. "I just really love you."
"Oh, good. You should. I makes the best choices."
He pulled away after a moment, his eyes warm. "I love you."
"Never, babe. It's my favorite thing."
He kissed her gently. "I'm glad to be here." *** She took his hand. "Hi.. Is everything okay now?"
He kissed her softly, his hand brushing her jaw.
"..You should definitely do it."
He sighed gently, kissing the side of her neck. *** Her eyes fluttered slightly. "Hmm?"
"I love you."
"Then love me," she teased. "And hug me and kiss me."
He smiled warmly, burying his face in her neck. "Fine." *** (Yeet!)
"Yeah, they are. Maybe we should start you off with vanilla."
"But I will."
He kissed her cheek. "So lovely." *** She drifted off quickly, her breaths shallowing.
He glanced back at her. "..Or strawberry."
"I see. What if I die and cry at the same time?"
"I love you. " *** She rested her head against the window, shutting her eyes. He would be able to notice a cut across her temple.
"No, not that way. Just a little ahead." He began walking again, his head cocked. "Would you rather have vanilla or chocolate?"
"Do you want me cry, Curnow?"
