[she stole his shirt, so when she comes back all he's wearing is his underwear and pants. she's worn his clothes before, but it's different now, there's new intimacy to it, so he takes in the sight happily, memorizing it. he puts his arm over the couch so she can settle in, because even now he still wants to just keep in close.]
[his expression softens when she tells him again that she loves him, because evidently he's never going to get tired of hearing it. once she's curled up in his side, he drops his arm around her shoulders, yolo, following it up with a quick kiss on the temple.]
I am already very happy with you, so I think we are on the right track there.
[happy. he is happy. who knew he could still do that?? who knew he could make someone happy?]
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[his expression softens when she tells him again that she loves him, because evidently he's never going to get tired of hearing it. once she's curled up in his side, he drops his arm around her shoulders, yolo, following it up with a quick kiss on the temple.]
I am already very happy with you, so I think we are on the right track there.
[happy. he is happy. who knew he could still do that?? who knew he could make someone happy?]