Back at it Again (One-on-One)

She smirked and kissed him, her hands running through his hair.

"Just be with me," she murmured.

* * *

He took it gingerly, applying the shell to the glue.

 

She rested her forehead against his, her thumb brushing his jaw.

"We can get Cheerios if you want."

* * *

"I am a God."

 

"I'll take care of those. Don't worry."

* * *

"A legend."

 

She kissed his cheek before grabbing the Cheerios box and tossing it to him.

* * *

"A myth."

 

"You're literally two years old."

* **

"Dead."

 

"You're cheering over Cheerios."

* * *

"Deceased."

 

"Oh... my god."

* * *

"What? You're okay with that?"

 

“You... are the worst.”

* * *

‘You want me to die?”

 

“We’re divorcing.”

* * *

“Then I’mconfused.”

 

“We’re done.”

* * *

“I don’t know what to believe.”