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"Does that mean.. We can be together?" he asked softly, his brows furrowed. *** She laughed. "It's true."
"I don't want to hurt you again," she said softly as they approached the harbor. "I can't do it again."
"Okay," he said thoughtfully, before grinning. "I could join you."
He gasped, but kissed her back. "But.." *** "Psh. No proof."
He looked at him, heartbroken. "Jack.. I have never loved anyone more than I love you, but.. I'm sorry."
He grinned. "Fine."
"Yes you would." *** "Eh. No proof."
"Nothing," she replied quickly. "It's not you. It's.. everything that happened."
He chuckled. "True."
He gasped. "Don't kill me." *** "Pretend you're human?"
She frowned sadly at the ground. "No.. Like, take a break from each other."
He laughed. "I'm not a teenager."
He glared at her, before flinging paint at her himself. *** "Aw. You'll be fine."
She took a shaky breath. "I think we need a break for a little bit. Us."
"Not 100% sure," he said. "I'll figure it out."
He gasped as paint got on him. "You jerk!" *** She nudged him playfully. "It's not that bad!"
"No," she said quickly, shuddering. "I never want to come here again."
He kissed her cheek. "Sorry."
He raised his hands. "No!" *** She laughed. "Anyways... Back to the deep sea."
She went silent, her expression nervous as she drew her eyes down.
