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[httpsdana]

Can you write one where reader LOVE Kenan's smile and can't help but kiss all his face everytime he smile. He always get shy but adore when she does this so he bury his head on her neck and ask for more kisses when she stop (also can you add her squeezing his cheeks and giving pecks on his lips)

Dimples Bloom~Kenan Yildiz

・❥・ prompt list

・❥・masterlist -> part 2

・❥・who I write for

・❥・a/n: im literally so obsessed with his smile and dimples he's so cute wtf 💔

Kenan’s laugh filled the quiet room. It was soft and breathy. The kind that came from deep in his chest, the kind that made her heart melt.

They were curled up together on the couch, legs tangled with a blanket thrown over the both of them, and his phone forgotten somewhere between the cushions.

He had just told a silly story from training. Something about a teammate tripping over a cone and the way his eyes crinkled and his dimples popped out had her falling for him all over again.

“Oh my god,” she whispered, looking at him like he just hung the stars in the sky.

Kenan raised an eyebrow, still giggling. “What?”

She sat up slightly, cupping his face with both hands. “You’re so cute when you laugh, it’s actually unfair.”

His cheeks flushed pink immediately. He always tried to play it cool, but compliments from her turned him into the shyest boy alive.

Before he could even respond, she leaned in and kissed the dimple on his right cheek, then the one on the left, then the tip of his nose, his forehead, the corner of his mouth. She could feel his blush deepen under her lips.

“Baby,” he mumbled, flustered, hiding his smile behind his hand.

She gently tugged his hand away and gave him a soft peck on his lips. “don't hide. I wanna see that smile.”

He tried to look away, but she caught his cheeks between her palms and squished them lightly giggling slightly. “Stop being so cute, I’m trying to stay sane here.”

“You’re not sane,” he muttered with a small grin, cheeks still squished. “You’re obsessed with my face.”

“Can you blame me?” she said as she leaned in again, pressing another kiss to the dimple that had reappeared the moment he smiled. “This is my favorite part of you. Right here. Cutest dimples in the world.”

Kenan groaned softly and dropped his head onto her shoulder, burying his face into her neck. “You’re making me blush…”

She smiled, hugging him closer as her fingers played with the hair at the nape of his neck.

He didn’t pull away. In fact, he curled into her even more, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist . His voice came out muffled and soft, brushing against her skin as he spoke.

“You stopped…” he whispered.

She blinked confused. “Stopped what?”

“The kisses…” His voice was almost a whine now. “Give me more…please"

Her heart flipped at how needy he sounded. Her clingy and blushing boy who could never get enough of her kisses

She laughed softly and tilted his chin up so she could see his face again. “You want more kisses?”

He nodded, eyes wide and pleading, cheeks flushed a warm pink.

She didn’t hesitate before she kissed his cheeks again, then his forehead, his temples, his nose, and finally his lips. Softly and repeatedly, until he was smiling against her mouth, melting into every single peck.

He pulled her onto his lap, arms tight around her waist like he never wanted her to leave, and rested his head against her chest.

“I love when you spoil me,” he murmured.

“So do I,” she whispered, running her fingers through his hair. “You and that smile of yours? I’ll never get enough of those,”

He looked up at her, his smile bright and eyes soft.

“Then I’ll keep smiling just for you.”

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Prompts: 👀"Why are you staring? Is there something on my face?" 🍯"What are we?" 💤"Did you sleep alright?" "Yeah, better than normal." 💘"Do you feel my heart? It beats only for you." 🫂"Could you just hug me?" 😍"If you keep this up I might just fall for you." 🫥"I can't stand you." "Weird way to propose, but the answer is yes." (@celestialwrites) 🌙"Could you stay the night?" ⭐️"Its getting late." 😓"I'm so tired." 😤"Are you still mad at me?" 😳"Are we about to kiss right now?" "Are you serious?" (@novelbear) 🌧️"I'm happy that you're happy." (@dumplingsjinson) ☁️"I'm so glad I met you." (@delusionisaplace) 😴"Come back to bed" 💔"Wait, don't go...please." (@novelbear) 🙄"You wanna kiss me so bad you look stupid." 🤭"Why are you mad?" I'm not mad, I just think you can choose better people to kiss." (@dumplingsjinson) ⚡️"You left and I stayed. You never looked back to see if I was still there." (@me-writes-prompts) ☕️"You've been tossing and turning for the last 40 minutes. What's up?" (@novelbear) 🍬"Are you asleep?" "...no." (@novelbear)

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˚₊· ❥ 𝐅𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬 . . . ♡

I said I have stuff planned for February (and it's now February), so I figured I should make a short post about it! (Also MY COMEBACK RAHHH 🔥🔥🔥)

main details . . .

Since it's February, aka Azul's birth month, I got the silly idea to make at least one drawing of him until his birthday, until I realized "Wait, two other important days also fall on February..." so I decided to make it an entire month thing and properly plan it out. Now here we are 🤡

This entire thing is basically just that: For each day of February, I'll have one post (mostly drawings) featuring the one and only Azul Ashengrotto

All my plans (the schedule) are in that calendar (or a clearer version utc)! If YOU 🫵 would like to make stuff based on this, feel free to tag me bc I'd love to see it and rb :D (with the exception of ship art) (also sorry it's not very designed for participation, this was just made for fun 😭💔)

But this is very subject to change and there's a good possibility I'll miss some days since I have no drawings done ahead of time 💀

Anyway, that's really it... Enjoy a full month of my brainrot 😭 or feel free to join me in my brainrot 🫶

More yappery + Masterlist under the cut!

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additional details (aka more yapping) . . .

First of all, here's the ACTUAL calendar I had made

Fun fact: I added that Tangled prompt wayyy before they announced the new twst event so, in a way, I helped manifest it /j

I tried to make the schedule make sense, like you can see for Sundays and Saturdays, but as you can see... it didn't entirely work out and it's still kinda random 🤡

The most important days on this calendar, at least to me, are February 4, 14, and 24! Coincidentally all 10 days apart, actually

Now you may be wondering, "Taru, what the hell is Azulchi Day." Well, you see, back when twst en was newly born...

And little did I know the repercussions this would have 😔 But yeah, so I chose this date bc it also fell on February so why not

You may also be wondering, "Taru, why are there musicals there?" Because I've been convinced that in another life, Azul would be striving to form his drama career. Like look at this guy and tell me he shouldn't be put into musicals. (Just be glad Hamilton isn't on here /j)

And last question I can think of, "Where did Chapter 5 go?" Azul was barely there, man. But there's a chance I might switch some to Chapter 7 because Chapter 7 is silly

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for those interested in joining . . .

I'm not sure who's joining since. Well. This isn't exactly mainly advertised this as an open prompt thing and it's mostly silly stuff for myself, but in case someone does, I know I have some days marked as Azul with my yuusona and/or other characters, but that's not necessary if you wanna draw one of the prompts 😭 Like for example, for the piano prompt, he can be drawn solo and you can tag me!!!

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masterlist . . .

Day 2: Chapter 3 Content || Description: What happened after Azul's overblot? The prefect pays him daily visits at the infirmary

Day 3: Nonchalant || Description: “Who got you blushing like that?” Blushing like what?

Day 4: Pasilyo || Description: “Naglakad ka ng dahan-dahan / Sa pasilyo tungo sa altar ng simbahan” / “You walk slowly / Along the aisle towards the church atlar”

Extra: Sketch vs Final comparison for Pasilyo

Day 8: Hadestown || Description: I put Azul(chi) into a scene from Hadestown because Azul fits Hades insanely well and I love the scene a TONNNN

Day 14: Valentine's Day || Description: In which Azul and Taruchi bake together <3

Extra: Azul in Pride and Prejudice

[peachsayshi]

deadass started reading ‘the way you love me’ after seeing the news abt gojo and i ended up pulling an all-nighter on it 🧍‍♀️ i wasnt intending on smut I just happened upon it bc of the ‘gojo satoru needs a hug’ tag on ao3 but now im a little bit obsessed and i just wanted to pass along a hug of support to a fellow gojo luvr<3 and also ask if u could maybe write something bittersweet with him bc im still grieving immensely.. can be canon compliant or an au or a lil fix-it blurb i just need to feel Something JSJSJD …..💔💔

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⥽ notes: nonniee!! ahhh, first off I'm sending you such a big hug after reading the leaks (because it's what we all deserve right now).I love this string bean so much :c he's the reason why I started writing fanfics again :c thank you so much for taking the time to read my gojo fic! I really appreciate the feedback & support xo here's a little bittersweet blurb xo

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the image of him on the ground, tattered up like a torn up doll, has your body springing upright from your mattress. your legs go numb as your throat tightens with a discomfort that has you struggling to catch your breath from witnessing the soul of your lover descending into an unknown abyss where you couldn’t follow.

why did he look so real?

the visual sends tremors down your spine, making your heart bang heavily in your chest as your ears ring. you instantly reach for him; your hand desperately seeking out his warmth, but instead your are met with the cold touch of your pillow.

the space beside you is empty, and your heart whispers a low, and petrified: no.

you kick off your bedsheets to stand on your two feet and even though the abrupt gesture makes you a little lightheaded, you catch your balance as you swiftly walk out of your bedroom.

it’s just a dream…

one quick turn to the kitchen is where you find him.

you reach your arm around to pinch your skin just to make sure that you are awake...

...that everything around is what is real.

gojo angles his neck towards you, his gaze softening at the sight of you and a small smile tugs at the corner of his lips.

"I thought you were asleep," he addresses, the gentle tone of his voice prompting you to march right up to him.

the front of his brows pinch with concern when you reach for his tee and bury your nose into his chest to breathe in the cozy scent of spice and citrus.

a scent that always smells of coming home, of safety, of love...

hot tears prick your eyes; it was just a bad dream, you remind yourself, just a bad dream.

you tilt your chin up, sighing with ease when you meet those familiar irises, all the while thinking that he's still as breathtaking as ever.

you love that he's letting his hair grow out, the snowy length just grazing the base of his neck while the shorter, front layers frame his face nicely.

it's cute seeing him experiment with different looks in this very new process of self discovery - a stage which he was robbed from entirely in his youth.

his once striking, prominent eyes are now soft and muted, a hint of grey glazing over the sparkling blue. the tear in his right pupil reminds of you of that fateful night three years ago, when the weight of the world hung heavily on the broad shoulders of the man before you.

his perfect hands return the gesture of your touch as they seek out your waist, and the simple contact makes your lashes flutter with relief.

he may no longer be the strongest jujutsu sorcerer, the possessor of six eyes, the untouchable with an infinity that garnered his protection...but he is still forever your satoru.

the last three years had you counting every single blessing, with the roots of your happiness blooming all over your home. it's in the gold band that sits comfortably around your ring finger, in every single photograph which has been thoughtfully framed and the bundle of joy sleeping quietly in her bed just down the hall.

yet, despite all of is, you can't shake off the vile cursed king who haunts you like a ghost, especially when you think about the true cost of that battle. if things had taken a turn for the worse then the last three years wouldn't even exist, and everything around you would have been a simple fabrication-

"hey," gojo squeezes your waist to grab your attention, a worried pout forming on his pretty pink lips, "why do you look so upset, angel?"

you swallow the hard lump that's been stuck in your throat since you've woken up. "I had a really bad dream," you proceed to explain, but your voice wavers instantly as a single tear trickles down your cheek, "I had a dream that I...that I lost you..."

your husband arches his brow, but you feel him relax against your touch as a cheeky grin lights up his face. "but I'm right here" he teases with a playful tone that instantly triggers you to feign annoyance.

"Ugh, obviously, satoru..." you scold, gripping your digits against the material of his shirt.

you try to pull away from him, but he simply secures his arms behind your lower back to keep you looped into his frame.

you don't deny the comfort of his embrace, and instead fold by circling your own limbs around his waist as you rest your cheek against his chest.

"I meant losing you for good, as in...never seeing you again..."

"ahh, I see..." your husband acknowledges.

"it scared me, satoru. it really did," you vent with a tiny sniffle. “I thought you were really gone for a moment…”

he draws small, soothing circles with his index finer on your lower back, allowing you to hold onto him for as long as you need while you softly let out your small sobs as the quiet settles around you.

“I can promise you one thing..."

"what's that?"

he releases you for only a moment to cup your cheeks. his face is full of love, showered with devotion that helps wash away your distress. he carefully wipes the rogue tears that fall from your beautiful eyes, before arching forward to tap the tip of his nose against yours.

"you're not getting rid of me that easily" he smiles tenderly and lightly pecks your lips.

his words are laced with confidence, dripping with a strong level of assurance that only satoru gojo can deliver.

it’s lighthearted but full of meaning, because the last time he said that sentence was right before walking into battle.

you curl your fingers around his wrist, parting your mouth this time when he searches for a second kiss. your ears burn when he firms his hold on your jaw, a low flame igniting in your belly as he glides his tongue across yours and releases a satisfied hum in the process.

the kiss is a little extra sweet tonight, like you're savoring the saccharine syrup of the ripest candied berries-

"hmph, 'toru?" you mumble into the kiss, your mind slowly leaving the shrouds of darkness as you rest your forehead comfortably against his. "were you…were you eating the treats that I got for 'ume?"

"what?" he dramatically scoffs in disbelief, "no..."

"satoru..." you reprimand.

"you really think I snuck out here just to eat izumi's candy?"

a tiny giggle escapes you, "you taste like I'm biting into sugar granules..."

"that's cause I'm made of only good things, sweetheart" he smiles as he nuzzles his nose against yours.

for whatever reason that answer brings you immense comfort. despite how much of him has actually changed, you're happy to know that satoru is still himself in many, many other ways.

"I now see where our daughter gets her exceptionally cute charm from," you concede with a roll of your eyes.

"mhmm," satoru agrees with a level of pride that makes your heart swell.

you know just how much that little girl means to him.

he straightens his back, his hand still cradling your face as he calmly strokes his thumb back and forth over your cheek. "feeling a bit better?"

you exhale, "yeah, a little-"

"you want to head back to bed?"

you nod your head, tilting it only slightly for you to kiss the inside of his palm.

“c’mon, let’s get you tucked in”

you’re not quick to let him go just yet, and satoru has to fight back from smiling like an idiot when you lock your arms around his waist.

he stays entangled, draping his own across your shoulder as he leads you back into the bedroom.

you don’t have to tell him where the source of your pain stems from.

he knows it all too well himself.

as a matter of fact, it’s now ingrained at the very core of satoru's soul because even he can’t deny the severity of what happened.

that night stripped him of everything he's ever known, of everything he’s ever believed himself to be…

but he doesn't care about the loss. he doesn’t mull over the depths of his sacrifice when the exchange of his divinity for his mortality meant the reward of living out the rest of his life with his one true love by his side.

it’s a decision he would have made a thousand times over.

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❥ thank you all from the bottom of my heart for all the support you have given me! every single comment and like means the world to me i could not be more honored to have such kind people reading my works <3 here's my way of saying thank u!

❥ below is a selection of genres (2), one word prompts (17) and dialogue prompts (4). if you're interested, please send in an ask after you've picked a genre, prompt (either one word or dialogue or you can mix and match/do one from both! it's totally up to you <3), and a character for me to write it for!

❥ repeats and anon asks are totally okay!! and feel free to add any details if you want something specific to happen <3 the more i have to work with the better!

❥ everything will be written as a DRABBLE unless otherwise stated!!

❥ here's are some examples: "may i request ⭐️ and 🩷 with suna?" "can i ask for 💙 with sakusa?" "could you write ✒️ with atsumu where the reader is a tattoo artist...?"

❥ a small disclaimer!! i think honestly the only people i don't trust myself to write with is really anyone on shiratorizawa </3 unfortunately i just feel like i've never connected with anyone there i'm so sorry for any difficulties!

❥ i will most likely default to she/her pronouns and 3rd person but i can always do gn readers and 2nd pov! just lmk <3

❥ and without further ado... here's the lists!

GENRES ⁺˚⋆｡ °✩₊

fluff

hurt/comfort

ONE WORD PROMPTS ⁺˚⋆｡ °✩₊

✒️ tattoo

🍺 drunk

💍 wedding

📚 library

🚗 long distance

💕 childhood friends

🐶 pets

🫶 touch

💡 help

💤 sleep

⭐️ insomnia

🏠 domesticity

🩹 injury

🎒 school

🍳 cooking

💋 kiss

💔 cry

DIALOGUE PROMPTS ⁺˚⋆｡ °✩₊

❤️‍🩹 "you deserve more."

🩷 "can I come in? (I'm worried)" -> this prompt can double as just the first part ("can i come in") or the full thing! ("can i come in? i'm worried."

💙 "I like the way your hand fits in mine."

🤍 "it's nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today."

(thank u to @afyrian for heavily inspiring the layout of this event and you should totally go participate in their writing event as well!!!)

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more than anything else. | akaashi k. see you again. | kuroo t. see you at the altar. | suna r. ♡ (my favorite) domesticity. | kozume k. knuckles & callouses. | iwaizumi h. can't sleep? | sakusa k. almond butter. | suna r. sweetest. | miya o.

[httpsdana]

Your fics are so good, my love! Can you do one of Kenan Yildiz where reader and him are in a clingy/snuggling moment sharing lots of kisses, then she start analyzing his pretty face and suddenly complains abt how his lashes are so long (bc they are😤 thats so unfair) and how his lips are so puffy and pinky (delicious) and start kissing all over his face of cutenes

Not Fair~Kenan Yildiz

・❥・prompt list

・❥・masterlist -> part 2

・❥・who I write for

・❥・a/n: he's actually so perfect I'm jealous 💔💔

A quiet evening with Kenan was her definition of perfection. Her laying in his arms while he occasionally kissed her forehead, cheek, head; everywhere. They had a movie playing in the background, but honestly, with Kenan's fingers trailing up and down her arm, she couldn't concentrate much.

Kenan was saying something, a comment about his favorite scene, but when she looked up at him, his voice faded into the background. Her eyes lingered over his plump pink lips, then drifted up to his hazel eyes; mostly his lashes. His very long ass lashes.

Why does he get to have these long lashes??

"Uh… love, did you hear what I said?" Kenan asked, his head tilting in amusement.

She huffed and sat up, arms crossing over her chest.

"What's wrong?" he asked, eyebrows raising at her sudden mood swing.

"So like… what type of lash serum do you use?" she narrowed her eyes at him, making him burst into laughter.

"Lash serum? Is that even a thing?" he said through giggles, but her face was still serious, almost serious.

"Oh yes, act clueless now. And when did you get a lip filler? Your lips are looking extra plump." She leaned in closer, admiring his face once again.

Kenan couldn't stop giggling, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into his lap.

"What, are you jealous?" he smirked, making her scoff. But when she looked at his face again, she couldn't help melting.

He looked too cute.

"It's just unfair. Why are your lashes so long? And without mascara? And your lips-" She leaned in and pecked his lips quickly.

"They're always plump and pink," she murmured, leaning in and pecking his lips once more. "And they always taste amazing."

Kenan’s cheeks flushed the deepest shade of red, his eyes slightly wide at her sudden confession.

"Ugh, and you're blushing now. Could you get any cuter?" she sighed, leaning in and kissing his cheek. Then his other one. Then his forehead. His nose. Then his lips again.

"Woah," Kenan mumbled, his eyes blown out as he looked down at her lips.

She giggled at his reaction, kissing his jaw before resting her head against his chest.

"I'm so jealous of your pretty face," she whispered, making Kenan chuckle.

"You have a pretty face too, you know? Our kids will be gorgeous," he said into her hair, his fingers going back to trace shapes on her arm.

"If they have your lashes and lips, then they definitely will be gorgeous."

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[httpsdana]

Hi! Can I request the fluff n°17 for Marc Guiu, if not, don't worry

My Ethereal Baddie~Marc Guiu

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・❥・who I write for

・❥・a/n: I miss Marc at barca 💔💔

17-“Hey, stop wriggling! I’m trying to braid your hair, and you keep moving.”

Marc had planned to take his girlfriend out that afternoon. Apparently to introduce her to a new café he discovered in London and how he wanted to “spoil his girl,” as he’d smugly say it. But just as they'd grabbed their coats, the sky opened up in one of those dramatic downpours, canceling everything in seconds.

So instead, they ended up back at his apartment, wearing their matching oversized hoodies and mismatched socks while they snacked on the cookie they tried to make the night before. (Marc managed to burn half of them but it's the effort that counts)

Marc sat on the floor in front of the couch, while her legs draped lazily around him as he scrolled through her phone which was his new favorite habit, apparently, occasionally snorting at old selfies or laughing at cat videos. He always claimed her tiktok had better videos than his, and since that admission he used her phone more than his own.

His hair had dried after the walk in the rain, fluffy like always with little strands sticking out in different directions. And honestly? They were just begging to be braided.

So while he focused on a video, she quietly reached forward and ran her fingers through his hair, gently separating a few strands. One twist, then two. He didn’t notice as she worked her way through the top section, slowly weaving it together. Then, halfway through a perfect little braid, he suddenly turned his head to show her a tiktok video he liked.

She tightened her knees against his sides to keep him still which made him groan.

“Hey, stop wriggling! I’m trying to braid your hair, and you keep moving.”

Marc froze. “estás qué?” (you’re what?)

“Braiding,” she said sweetly, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his temple. “You didn’t notice?”

“I thought you were just playing with my hair!”

“I’m being creative,” she replied, kissing the curve of his ear just to make him squirm. “And now you’ve messed up the part.”

He groaned, but stayed still, hands dropping into his lap like he’d accepted his fate.

“You’ll thank me when you see how cute you look.” she said, trailing her fingers through his curls again

“You’re going to make me look stupid”

“Noooo,” shw said, drawing the word out with a grin. “You’re gonna look…ethereal.”

Marc paused. “What does that even mean?”

She kissed the nape of his neck and hummed. “Like… not real. Dreamy. Otherworldly. Too pretty for this planet.”

He raised an eyebrow, skeptical. “So I'll look like an alien?”

She nearly dropped the braid from laughing. “No! Ethereal. Say it.”

“Ee-the-ree… el?” he repeated, squinting. “What kind of word is that?”

“It’s English. And poetic.” she tied off the braid with the tiny pink elastic around her wrist, then kissed the very top of his head. “It suits you. You’re my ethereal baddie.”

“Baddie, sí… that I understand,” he smirked. “Pero lo otro… suena raro.” (but the other thing… it sounds weird.)

She reached for her phone from his hand and snapped a quick photo before he could turn his head.

“Did you just take a picture?” he said, spinning halfway around.

“Yes i did .” she held up her phone away from him. “You look like a fairy tale princess.”

“Dios mío…” (my God…)

She showed him the picture and he stared at the screen with the most unimpressed expression.

“I look like I lost a bet.”

“You look like someone who trusted his very lovely girlfriend.”

He tilted his head, pretending to sulk. “What do I get for letting you do this?”

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders from behind and started kissing across his cheek slowly, one kiss after another. “You get this.”

Another kiss. “And this.”

And another. “And this.”

And then one just beneath his jaw that made him freeze in place.

“Okay, that’s cheating.”

She laughed against his skin, pressing on more kiss on the corner of his lips. “You don't mind it, do you?”

He leaned his head back against her chest, grinning softly. “No…no i don't.”

She smiled again, letting her lips press to his hair once more, and when he didn’t move or undo the braid, she knew he liked this too, even if he acted annoyed.

“I love you my ethereal baddie,” she whispered in his ear, making him shift slightly.

“I love you too,” he mumbled, his cheeks turning slightly pink as he turned his head to look at her. She leaned in and kissed him gently, before pulling away and admiring his braid once again with a smile.

“You look so pretty I'm gonna cry,” she cooed, making him groan. But the blush on his cheeks gave it away.

“shut up,” he murmured, turning his head to the other side. She grabbed him by his jaw to make him look at her again.

“You only need some lipgloss and you'll be the prettiest princess,” she teased, which caused him to roll his eyes.

“whatever,” he muttered, but the smile he tried to hide didn't go unnoticed by her.

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