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"Alright, fine. Let me finish real quick, then," he said, going back into the bathroom to finish up.
He didn't turn around, knowing she'd probably run away. "Nuh uh," he mumbled, shaking his head. "Doesn't count."
"Hmph. Fine. Don't give me a kiss then. See if I care." He turned his back to her teasingly, crossing his arms.
"Aw, c'mon. Just one kiss!" He started walking towards, his arms open to hug her.
Half his face still had shaving cream on it and he looked over at her. "Ah, Poppy! How would you like to give your loving fiance a kiss?"
(time skip to later??)
His voice was a bit muffled by the noise, but words of understanding could made out.
He chuckled, disappearing into the bathroom, where the faucet squeaked and the shower started.
"I'll be quick, and then I'll come back to you. Does that work?" He smiled slightly, standing up.
"I'm sure it is," he replied, rolling his eyes a bit. After a moment he sat up, brushing back the hair that fell in his face. "I'm going to take a...
He hesitated. "They're very... Uncommunicative on how they feel," he said. "But they're judgemental at the same time."
He ran his fingers through her hair distractedly, in thought about the last few days.
He blushed slightly, but it was barely noticeable. His hand gently touched the side of her neck. "I love you, you know?"
"Hmph. And I'm engaged to the love of my life, so it's a win for me." His hand gently grazed her jaw, and he moved his head to kiss her.
"Well, a Bluetooth is so much easier than a phone. Personally, I think everyone should have one." He chuckled. "And I think I might be a corporate...
"You didn't like me at first?" He raised an eyebrow. "I didn't really have an opinion at the meeting, but that's probably cause I didn't let you...
"It's good, though," he said. "It's all better now."
"I would hope last night wasn't a wild imagination. Everything got better last night, y'know?" He brushed back a lock of her hair.
"Mmph.. Why wouldn't I be?" His voice was still rough from sleep. He looked down at her, his eyes still tired. "I mean... This is my room," he...
(So frickin cute) He shifted slightly, his grasp loosening as he readjusted his arm in his sleep. He brought a hand to his face and rubbed his...
