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She cocked her head. "You don't? But I like giving compliments? Can't I?"
He silenced, saying nothing.
She shook her head, her hand moving to his waist. "You shouldn't."
"Then you're a sweet person. I've met a lot of people."
"No. No. I'm not leaving."
He thumb gently rubbed his shoulder. "Are you still going out today?"
"Well then.. So are you."
He blinked. "Excuse me?"
She chuckled softly. "Does it feel any better?"
"..Sweet?"
He crossed his arms. "Dont tru anything."
She nodded slowly. "I'd be jealous otherwise."
"I didn't know that."
He frowned. "Why do you know?"
She blinked. "I am?"
Her eyes fluttered closed. "I want to be the only one who's touching you."
He frowned. "What do you want..?"
"That too, I guess."
She grinned. "I'm in love with you too."
He turned, his brows furrowing.
