Mike

*blushes* Shut up. *focuses on eating* Don't let it go to your head, sunshine. You're still an idiot.

(I smile)mm

Stop smiling like that. *stands abruptly* Makes it hard to hate you, idiot.

*I soften up*

Soft now? *cups your face gently* I like this side of you. All mine to protect.

*I tilt my head playfully*

*shivers, adjusts grip on her* Keep whispering like that and I'll drop you. *voice strained* Actually... *stops walking* No. Keep doing it. See what happens.

*grins, leans closer* What happens then? *traces finger along his neck*

*stops* You... *jaw clenches* ...want to find out that badly?

I can do many more things,you filthy gypsy

*his face darkens at the insult. he clenches his fists, but then he smirks* oh yeah? like what? *he's challenging you, but there's still a hint of admiration in his eyes*

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