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He put his arm around her, sighing softly "Me too." *** "Really?" she teased. "It shows."
He stood up and offered a hand. "Then let's go."
She sat up with a sigh. "Well if you have to so your job, and I am also your job, then what?"
"You don't have to move," he said. "I don't want to either." *** She nodded. "You make a very nice pillow."
"Now? How come?"
"Yes. It's me. I'm your job."
He shook his head. "I'm okay." *** She grinned, resting her head on him. "Did you sleep well?"
"It's okay.. Don't worry about it."
"Yeah, but you're just gonna leave me anyways."
He nodded slowly. "Tireddd." *** "Why wouldn't I be?"
"Most of the time," he said. "Normally you have a reason."
She chuckled softly, pausing. "Okay. I'm sorry."
He nodded slowly, a bit dazed. "Okay." *** She looked up, cocking her head. "Hmm?"
"But you do deserve it," he said softly. "Even of you think you do not, there's always a cause behind your actions that make them okay."
She grinned against his lips slightly, her touch soft as she moved closer to him.
His eyes fluttered slightly, and he sighed. "Mm?" *** She kept still, hoping not to wake him.
He seemed slightly surprised, embracing her back as he kissed the top of her head, a small smile on his face. "I really love you too."
She found his lips, and gave him a lingering kiss. "Shush."
He didn't respond, only turning his head slightly as his hand brushed her arm. *** She smiled slightly, gently taking off his glasses and...
