She smiled a little and nuzzled into his side. "What on Earth did I do to deserve you?"
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He shrugged, pulling her close with a soft sigh, “I don’t know… but I’m glad I’m the one who has you.”
"I love you, my dear Romeo." She giggled softly.
He chuckled softly, kissing the top of her head, “I love you too, my beautiful Juliet.”
"Just don't commit suicide over me, okay? Make sure I'm alive first."
He chuckled, “I won’t, I promise, love.”
"Can I get a kiss? Please?" She batted her eyelashes sweetly.
"Of course, no need to ask." He leaned in, connecting their lips softly.
She smiled against his lips, pulling him closer.
He pulled her onto his lap, kissing her back slightly harder.
She gladly returned his force, fully prepared for this.
He he grabbed her hips, closing any space between them.
If he really wanted her, she wasn't going to object one bit.
Eventually, he pulled back, resting his forehead against hers.
She just stared into his eyes with a playful grin. "If you wanted me that bad, you could've just said so."
He chuckled lightly, "I'll remember that for next time."
"You better." She giggled, pecking his lips softly.
He smiled, relaxing on the couch and pulling her on top of him.
She cuddled into his chest with a soft smile. "Do I really have to move?"
"No, not yet you don't." He replied, running his fingers through her hair.
She pouted. "But I will have to eventually."
"Then enjoy the moment while you can, sunshine."
She smiled up at him. "I'm here with you, how could I not?"
He smiled back, kissing her nose, "I dunno."
"I love you." She mumbled as her nose scrunched.
"You're too cute," His smile widened, "I love you too."
"I'm really not that cute, I don't know what you're talking about."
He rolled his eyes playfully, "Yes, yes you are, it's the truth and I'm not about to argue with you about it."
She pouted dramatically. "You're no fun."
"No I'm Dorian." He snickered.