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He caught it, dropping the others in the process. "How could I forget a name as lovely as yours?" he asked with a smirk, raising an eyebrow as he...
He shrugged, tossing the sheets into the bed carelessly. "I don't know. Some people just don't like it, so I was checking," he said smoothly,...
He kissed her cheek. "Thanks, love- I mean Poppy. Sorry if you don't want to be called that," he said, stuttering a bit, then stood up, undoing...
"Fine. It doesn't hurt too bad when there's no pressure." He shook his head, then looked down. "I managed to forget somehow. Could, uh, could you...
He shifted. "I'm up, I'm up." His voice was husky from sleep, but he went to sit up anyways, putting his hands behind him to push himself up, only...
(Yeah.)
(Yeah, sure. I'm not sure if I'll be good at it, but it's worth a try haha.) He soon followed after, still and silent as they both slept.
He relaxed, his breathing soft. "Alright. Love you." His voice was quiet, and he was already losing his train of thought.
"Yeah," he yawned, "I do. If it's okay with you."
"Yeah, you're right. Do you know what time it is now?" he asked, closing his eyes.
"Another?" he mumbled. "Already?" A low groan of annoyance sounded from the back of his throat, but it seemed more tired. "Alright then."
He kissed the top of her head in response, pulling her a bit closer. "Works for me."
"Is that so? Then I suppose we could just sit here silently, or something," he said, his tone cocky.
"I like birds. They're pretty neat. Hawks are cool. Hmm... What else is there to ask?"
He smelled like fresh laundry and cologne, nodding as he brushed his fingers through her hair. "Noted. I'll keep that in mind. What's your...
He went back to his original spot, putting his arm around her again. "Hm. Alright. Tell me something I don't know, then."
"Do you not have secrets? I'd be surprised, as most people do," he said, a bit curiously.
"Ah, thank you. I only told you because we aren't supposed to have secrets," he said, sitting over slightly, close to her face.
"Hmm. Fine. Just don't call the cops on me. Thanks," he said, leaning over and kissing her. "I appreciate it."
"But the question is: Do you really want to?" he raised an eyebrow, looking down at her quizzically.
