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“I figured,” she said easily, wrapping her arms around his waist. “I’m just glad it wasn’t something else.”
“No, yours! Cause you’re mean!”
He exhaled with relief, and she would see a little bit of blood return to his face. “God. What are you doing in there?”
He gave her a small smile. “I love you too.”
He flushed deeply, looking confused. “W-what?!”
She relaxed deeply, clearly having been worried. “Oh, good. Thank you.”
“Well, whose fault is that?!”
He looked around immediately, standing up. “Tez! Where are you?” he called urgently into the woods.
His face relaxed slightly. “Sorry.”
His brows furrowed and he seemed even more confused. “What do you mean?”
Her brows furrowed and she looked up at him. “What were you saying about a third person?”
“Ahhh!”
He woke up some time later, blinking sleepily before his eyes widened and he sat up suddenly.
He frowned, his brows furrowing.
He blinked, looking up at her in confusion. “What do you mean?”
“That’ll be nice.”
“Stop!”
He slid to rest his head on the ground, the dirt contrasting with his blond hair, his brow furrowed uncomfortably.
“You are.”
He squinted as if trying to remember, a small dimple in between his brows. “You kissed me? I think?”
