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"Oh, no. I will. Just wait." *** She frowned, but pursed her lips. "Wow, it's really boring all by myself."
He placed an arm around her shoulders. "I know."
"Please? I'll even wear the flower crown, if you want me to."
"That's too bad." *** She didn't reply, instead ignoring him.
"You say that.."
"..Slow dance?'
He sighed, placing his hands together. "Let's not consider it revenge. Just giving back, yeah?" *** She shrugged smugly, before resting her...
He sighed, pulling away to take her hand. "I know. It's going to be okay."
She paused, then looked up at him. "Slow dance?"
"Tickling is not bad." *** She looked at him. "Are you ready to stop being stubborn."
"I know," he said quietly, "but I don't like to worry."
"You have lots of redeeming qualities. Most things about you, really."
"You underestimate me." *** She attempted to conceal a small smile, turning her face away from him.
He hesitated, watching her carefully before embracing her, his face buried in her shoulder. "I love you.. I'm sorry you got hurt."
She shook her head. "That's a lie."
"I'm going to have to get you next." *** She rested her head on his shoulder, nodding slightly. "Hm."
"A sacrifice," he teased softly, quietly relishing the warmth. "Thank you."
"You look fantastic," she agreed, listening to his heartbeat.
"That.. was incredibly rude." *** "Yyyep."
"No," he agreed. "It's still pretty, though."
