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"I know," he said gently, "I agree with you. Let's go get some." He offered his hand to leave.
She seemed unsure. "One day?"
He paused, looking down at her before laughing slightly. "Yeah, okay."
She crossed her arms anxiously. "So.. are you just going to keep it from me?"
He looked around the empty house and the dusty counters. "..Not too fancy."
She hesitated at his words, pulling away slightly. "What do you mean by how permanent..?"
He looked thoughtful, and nodded. "Yeah. I like that. What should we get?"
She blinked, and quickly looked embarrassed. "Ah, well.. I don't know.. I just kinda pictured spending time with you, like on Christmas and...
He stretched with a yawn, looking back at her and playfully putting his arm around her shoulders. "Yeah. What do you want to work on next?"
She seemed surprised and a bit flustered. "Y-yeah.. I could."
He cleaned as well, his head tilted and his expression focusing on the task.
She looked up at him thoughtfully, her brows furrowing. "Hey, Fer..? This might sound a little weird, but.." she sighed, fidgeting with her...
He laughed slightly, shaking his head. "Alright."
"Yeah," she said quietly. "I love you.."
"I'm gonna clean too," he said stubbornly.
She huffed, leaning over and resting her head on his shoulder. "Whatever."
He frowned slightly, kneeling down to help.
She laughed. "I do."
He nodded slowly. "Yeah. Let's do that tomorrow."
She grinned. "I know what I did."
