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Love Is The Answer (Flynn Rider x Reader)

Character: Flynn Rider / Eugene Fitzherbert

Fandom: Tangled (Disney)

Tags: Fluff, soulmate AU, strangers to lovers

Warnings: None

Word Count: 5.3k words

Summary: Y/N was wandering around the city like any other day, only to be involved with a thief that literally ran into them and ended up stealing their heart.

A/N: This is my entry for Clara’s (@musicallisto) writing challenge, with the prompts Fake-Out Make-Out & Soulmate AU and the dialogue “I’ve never met anyone like you” & “I feel safe with you. I always have”.

A/N2: This was a lot of work and took me a long time to write and finish, so please give it some love, everyone! It would mean a lot 🥰💕

Link: AO3

Reblogs and comments are appreciated!! // Masterlist

Flynn Rider / Eugene Fitzherbert x Gender Neutral Reader

The kingdom of Corona was buzzing with noise and movement, dripping with life anywhere you looked. It was delightful to walk around the city square, being touched by the gentle warmth of the sun shining above you and the delicate swaying of the light breeze against your face.

Like any other day, you wandered around the stands, distractedly looking at the food and the jewelry as a particular thought tried to force its way to your brain. It was accompanied by a peculiar feeling in the pit of your stomach. It wasn’t necessarily bad, only… different.

That feeling persisted as you navigated the streets you know so well. It intensified as your let your feet wander, almost as though it was a warning of an imminent change. To reinforce that, you were startled by running footsteps heading your direction. Before you could react, a hand had suddenly wrapped around your wrist.

“What…?” You heard someone’s breathless energy, and a hurried apology.

The next thing you knew, only allowing you to let out a gasp in startle, you were pressed against someone. Your yelp was muffled against someone else’s lips.

You froze immediately, too shocked by those strange events to be able to form a coherent thought or move or even breathe. That feeling in your stomach made you tingle all over, and it seemed to bring you out of your daze.

Pushing the person away, you took a deep breath when you realized you were holding it in. Once they were off you, it was time to find out what shameless person had done it. As you looked up, you found with a handsome young man with brown hair that fell over his attractive light brown eyes.

Recovering from that brief moment of awe, you went to move and complain.

“How dare you?!” You were lifting your hand, prepared to slap it against his cheek.

“Sorry about that” He whispered, awkwardly chuckling, as he intercepted your hand. “But thanks!”

“What…?” You stuttered, staring at him. There was something strangely familiar about that man. He, however, mistook your baffled expression.

“Please don’t scream, don’t be scared” His gentle voice said, somehow sweeter than his cocky expression as he looked down at you. “I’m not going to hurt you, I just needed to blend in”

You slowly nodded your head, watching him intently. Suddenly, you felt somehow very calm despite the fact that a stranger had allegedly used you as a distraction by kissing you without your consent. There was something about him… your heart raced at the thought that he had something to do with the strange feeling in your stomach.

The stranger, who had been as tense as you, was now smiling. He was out of breath, but his shoulders relaxed as he stared at you. So did yours as you peered at him, overcome by an inexplicable feeling of warmth and familiarity.

“Hi there” He told you, somehow mixing together smugness.

“Hi…” You replied, taking in his features and trying to understand what was happening. “I-I’m sorry, but…”

“Right” The man seemed to understand what you were thinking, because he cleared his throat and recovered from the daze that seemed to get ahold of you again. “Name’s Flynn Rider, sweetheart. You see, I was being chased and I needed a way to blend in”

“So you decided to grab me and kiss me” You completed for him, blinking to return to your senses. “Charming”

“Thank you” He calmly replied, showcasing his smirk once more. “And you are?”

“Y/N” You told him, taking a step back when you realized you were still very close to him. The noise of the city seemed to fill your airs suddenly, as though it had muted with his appearance and now was in full volume.

“Enchanté, Y/N” Flynn took your hand in his and kissed it in a gentlemanly way. “Thanks for potentially saving my life”

You rolled your eyes, somehow aware of the fact that he was probably overreacting.

“And may I ask...?” You began walking, grinning when he followed after you. “Why were they chasing you?”

“That’s a good question” Flynn said, making a pause as he clutched his satchel. “I have no idea”

“Really?” Your eyes took in the streets, looking for any guards. “You didn’t do anything?”

“Nothing at all!” He replied, dramatically throwing his arms up in the air. “I was minding my own business when-”

“You’re a thief” You accused him, stopping to walk so suddenly that he had to press a hand against your back to avoid walking into you. “Don’t you dare deny it, Flynn Rider”

When you turned around to face him, his eyes widened as he held your defiant gaze. Flynn opened his mouth to reply, but his expression shifted from surprise to realization. The smirk returned to his lips once more.

“Alright, I will admit that I currently have something that doesn’t really belong to me” He casually said, resting a hand against the satchel hanging from his hip. “But if you knew I’m a thief, why did you help me?”

“I didn’t know! I had no idea who you were before you appeared and kissed me!”

“Fair enough” He admitted, tilting his head. “But then, why don’t you leave me and call the authorities now?”

“Maybe I’m going to”

“You’re not”

“How can you be so sure?”

“You haven’t yet”

“How can you know I won’t?”

“I just know”

Your eyes looked each other up and down, seizing the other up. When your gazes met, however, you realized you had walked closer to one another once again. Your faces were mere inches apart, and somehow it didn’t feel uncomfortable or strange despite having known each other for only literal minutes.

“I…” You broke the silence to say something, you realized, you genuinely felt. It was as though a foreign force was driving you to say it, the same force that had caused him to bump into you on the first place. “I have the feeling that you’re a good person”

Flynn laughed in a mysterious manner, one between sarcastic and sad. Putting some distance between the two of you, he turned on his side and averted his gaze.

“How can you know?” He lowly said, staring at the satchel and letting go of it. “You don’t know me”

“I… I think I do…” Flynn cautiously glanced at you as you spoke. “It’s crazy, but… I feel like I know you”

“Oh, please...” He scoffed, continuing to walk and not expecting you to follow him. But you did.

“It’s true!” You insisted, even if your brain became at war with your heart. Your rational side told you it was impossible, but your feelings offered resistance. “And I bet you feel the same way about me too!”

“Then you’d lose” He insisted with a sarcastic grin. “Sorry, sweetheart, but you don’t know me”

“I… I know Flynn Rider is not your real name” Your words caused him to stop his strut and instead turned around to face you. He had grown several shades paler.

“How can you know that?”

“I don’t know! I told you, I just do!” You clicked your tongue in annoyance, trying to find the right words to express yourself. “It’s like… like…”

“Like fate brought us together?” Faster than you expected, he recovered. So fast that it led you to believe it was all facade. Nonetheless, he looked you up and down in a flirtatious manner. “Maybe it did”

“Stop” Your rational part won when his statement made it feel all the more real. Before it was only an intuition, a feeling in your gut, a hunch. Saying it aloud made it more than that. It became almost a fact.

“You said it, Y/N” Flynn shrugged, reuniting with you and trying to take your hand.

“I didn’t” You refused, moving your hand away from his reach.

“You implied it”

“No!”

“What’s the problem?”

You stared at him, pushing a hand against his chest to keep him from getting closer. In any case, you knew his entire demeanor was only make believe. Deep down you didn’t think he actually felt it, that all he was trying to do was court you.

“I refuse to believe fate brought us together” You sternly told him. “Because that would mean…”

“What?” He dared you, widely grinning.

“It would mean…”

“Say it”

“It would mean we’re made for each other!”

“Exactly”

He playfully pressed his palm against your hand, still resting against his chest. Upon feeling your touch, however, his smirk slowly died down. He went on a journey of emotions reflected on his expression. First there was confusion, then slight panic, and finally serenity that led to a loving fondness.

“It’s like…” Flynn muttered, returning to that tender voice he had used right after he kissed you. “Like we’re… soulmates”

The feeling in your stomach intensified, and this time it brought something else. Butterflies flew in your stomach, announcing the fact that what he said was right. Somehow, you knew it, just like you knew everything else.

“What does that mean?” You whispered, both excited and afraid.

“It means whatever we want it to mean” Flynn sweetly smiled, caressing your hand with his thumb. A second later, his tender demeanor broke in favor of his prior smug and flirtatious one. “But for now, it can mean that we can walk together for a while, I mean, that’s all the time I need for you to fall in love with me”

You laughed out loud at the unexpected comment. Once again, as much as it had surprised you, the way his personality shone through felt right, it felt familiar.

Flynn took a step back, letting your fingers slip down his vest until your hand was left in the air, returning to his spot idly hanging by your hip. Despite the gesture, he tenderly smiled at you that way again.

“What do you say, Y/N?” He held his hand out for you to take. An invitation.

You took a deep breath. The rational and emotional sides of you were at war again, fighting for dominance. It was impossible that this stranger, this man that you had just met, a thief, was your soulmate. And yet, you found yourself taking his hand. Somehow knowing you could trust him and doing so.

“It’s Eugene, by the way” Flynn’s fingers gingerly wrapped around your hand, and he kissed it like he had done before. “Eugene Fitzherbert”

“Nice name” You smiled, standing there looking at him. Almost seeing through to his heart. “It sounds more genuine than Flynn Rider”

“Maybe it is” Was his only response as he tugged at your hand and began walking. He fondly gazed at you, causing the butterflies to appear again. Reinforcing that this felt right, it felt familiar and warm.

Hours passed, and you found that you were strangely comfortable around Flynn. Like you had known each others for years, like he could read your mind and you his. Like he could see into your heart, into every corner, every fear, every insecurity, every hope and dream. But you weren’t afraid, because you could see into his, and you knew you would kept it safe in your grasp the same way he would yours.

The walk had been pleasant. You had chatted and actually learned more about each other, about your pasts and lives and everything you sensed was hidden in those corners of the other’s hearts. After a lot of talking, you had gone to grab a bite, that you had shared as you continued a lively and more trivial conversation about your likes. It was the most fun you’ve ever had, and even if you knew it was right, you still couldn’t believe it was with a man you had just met that same day.

“Y/N…” Flynn suddenly whispered, urgently clutching your hand. “Look out”

After his warning, you had just enough time to react and look around. You recognized the distant figures of guards a second before Flynn began running and dragged you with him.

You tried to keep up, feeling your muscles burning as your legs moved as fast as they could carry you. Despite your racing heart and your breathless lungs, it was something else that was anguishing you. The thought that, if they caught Flynn, it would take him away from you. As you blindly ran, only guided by his hand leading you, it became clear: you didn’t want to lose him.

“This way!” He urgently whispered, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you into a quiet street away from the city square you had returned to.

Following his example, you pressed yourself against the wall to hide from the guards, hoping they hadn’t seen you or chased you. As you rested against the cold wall behind you, trying to catch your breath, you examined the spot you were in.

That street was darker, inundated in shadows when the tall buildings surrounding it blocked out the sun. Your breath came in rapid pants after the brief dash, going along with the accelerated beating of your heart still.

Flynn was looking at you when you glanced his direction. He held one finger up and, patting your arm as he passed before you, he stuck his head out of the corner of the wall to take a look. There were no sounds of footsteps nearby, and it felt like the guards hadn’t spotted him.

“Phew” He sighed, grinning as he turned to you. “The coast is clear”

When he peered at you, however, there was a frown etched in your expression. He stared, silently formulating the question that was hinted in his features. You had one of your own.

“Why?” You piped up, separating from the wall. “Why do you steal, Eugene?”

“I-I don’t steal” Was his rushed response. “I only trade”

“Eugene…”

“I transport goods from one place to another and take them to someone that gives me money for them!”

“But you take them from someone else first”

“Technically yes..”

“Isn’t that the same as stealing?”

“Semantics”

You rolled your eyes, sighing in resignation. That intuition returned, letting you know the conversation would get nowhere. There was no use. Instead, you decided to focus on that strange feeling that controlled your thoughts and emotions. You had never experienced anything similar before, and it was equal times beautiful and fascinating while being overwhelming and frightening.

You feebly leaned against the wall, deep in thought. Eugene leaned on it too, pressing his shoulder against it to be facing you. Looking to your right to lock eyes with him, the two of you stared at each other for a moment.

“What is it?” He asked you, smirking but showcasing a sweet gaze. “C’mon, spit it out”

“I… Why did you choose me?” You asked, staring right into his brown eyes. “There were plenty of people there, you could have picked anyone and kiss them, but… you chose me”

“I don’t know…” He shrugged, passing a hand through his hair in a surprisingly nervous and hesitant gesture. “Soulmate magic? I don’t know, I just saw you and...”

The rest of the sentence hung in the air, but you understood what he meant. He knew too. It might had been soulmate magic after all. You pouted, not knowing what to say or do. In such little time, your head still hadn’t wrapped around that concept yet.

Silence settled, letting the murmur of the city fill the empty street you were in. Above you, the blue sky was very slowly turning dark and the dim sunlight illuminated Eugene’s attractive profile as the light faded. Some lanterns shone in the surrounding buildings, lighting up the mild darkness around you.

“Alright, since you asked so many questions, let me ask you” Flynn said, his voice carefully breaking the quietness. “Why did you help me?”

“I…” You let out a sigh, confused and resigned as that inner war returned within you. “I don’t know…”

“We really don’t know anything, do we?” Eugene dryly chuckled. “We have zero answers”

“Yeah...” You muttered, not daring to look at him as you still debated yourself with whether to fully trust him or not. A part of you did, the other part didn’t want to.

“Maybe we don’t need them” He suddenly whispered, using a gentle tone that took you by surprise. When you looked at him, he was watching you fondly. “Maybe we can just enjoy this, whatever this is”

“I…” You bit your lip, not really knowing what you wanted to say.

“Want to talk about it?” Eugene offered, probably sensing your struggle.

“I can’t put it into words…” You began, tiredly tilting your head to look up at him. “It’s like… like my heart remembers you, but my brain doesn’t. Like we were lovers in a past life and that left a mark in my soul despite finding you again and being strangers”

“That sounds right…” He distractedly replied, pressing a hand against his chest, right over his heart. His absent tone, however, shifted when he peered at you again. “Maybe we should kiss again just to make sure”

You rolled your eyes, and reading you disdain followed by your lack of response, he tried again, lingering on his flirtatious tone.

“I mean, I knew it… you just can’t run away from your feelings, Y/N. How can you not fall in love with me?”

His attempt at breaking the ice didn’t quite work. With just another look, you expressed to him that it wasn’t that simple. Maybe he, despite all his playful comments and facetious demeanor, had already accepted that you two were soulmates with all that it implied. Maybe he was willing to give in to you, but you weren’t so sure yet, even if the world seemed to be giving you signs to carry on. Your mind, however, seemed too cautious… you didn’t want your heart broken, especially not by a stranger that you inexplicable felt very strong emotions for.

“I know what it is” Eugene spoke up again, this time completely serious. You could see it in his calm and sweet expression as well as his honest gaze, you could hear it in his earnest voice. “It’s about what I stole, isn’t it? You don’t know if you can trust me because I’m a thief”

You frowned, considering that thought. It wasn’t quite it, because you somehow knew he was a good person just like you had told him. Before you could tell him so, however, he was speaking up again.

“I’ll give myself in” Was all he said, already taking a step to finally leave that dark and lonely street. He walked with determination, not looking back at you. “I’ll face the consequences if that’s what you need me to do”

“No!” You went after him, clutching on to his arm to stop him. “You don’t have to do that!”

“I don’t?”

“No, I… I trust you”

You examined his expression, looking for any signs of trickery. That blasted rational side of you was screaming that he was just trying to convince you, that he wasn’t really going to give himself in. The other part, the one with the butterflies that danced at the rhythm your beating heart set, told you otherwise. His gentle expression reinforced this very feeling.

“I still don’t understand, how can you trust me?” Eugene whispered, his voice dripping with emotion.

“I just… trust you”

“You don’t even know me!”

“But I... feel safe with you... I always have”

Flynn laughed, and that sound seemed to light up the darkness, like a beacon in the night. It softened the hardened atmosphere and helped you let go of all the anguish that had heavily settled on your stomach.

“You feel safe with me?” He smirked, playfully taking your hand in his. “Even when I ran by you with stolen goods?”

“Yeah, even then” A timorous smile grew on your lips.

“Even when I took you and kissed you out of the blue?”

“Yes”

“Even though you literally just met me?”

“Even then”

“Then I must have stolen your heart too” Flynn blatantly stared into your eyes as he gallantly bowed, holding on to your hand, and kissed your knuckles. “Because that is the only explanation”

You laughed, flustered as he carefully let go of your hand. Allowing yourself to let go for the first time since you met him, you held on to the lapels of his vest. Night had fallen, and your emotions had passed just like the hours had.

“Are you always so cheeky?” You asked him, placing your face closer to his.

“I think you know I am” He replied, showing off that very cheekiness.

“Then you’re about to get your wish, Flynn Rider” You whispered, clutching on to his clothes as though they could provide you with the courage you needed to continue.

You could feel his breath against you, and you could no longer resist. His closeness was too tempting, and you found yourself smashing your lips against his soft ones before you could be held back by logic.

The kiss only seemed to further prove that crazy theory. You had never felt like that before. A tingling began on your lips, intensifying the longer the exchange lasted and spreading inside you until it reached your stomach, where it took the form of butterflies that flew at whim.

His hands, tenderly pressing against your back, made you shudder and pull him closer. Your eyes seemed to see regardless of being closed tight. Now more than ever you could see him in his entirety, read the genuine good nature of his heart as he lovingly squeezed you against his chest. As you slowly pulled away, being ridden from the oxygen you needed to breathe, you knew. Everything became clear.

You still didn’t know how or why, but you were soulmates. Your brain couldn’t fight that thought anymore, it just felt right. It was meant to be. You two were meant to be.

“Wow…” Eugene sighed when the air returned to his lungs, and he gawked at you. “Did you just…?”

“Careful what you wish for, Flynn” You coyly said, letting go of him.

“I… I’ve never met anyone like you” He said, putting your hair behind your ear.

“Me neither” You smiled, feeling that tingling again when his fingers grazed your skin. “But I think that’s the point… soulmate”

“Now we’re talking” His voice kept that tone, sweet as honey, even if he smirked at you. “So did you feel it too, when we kissed?”

“What, the butterflies?” You took a deep breath, trying to silence that little voice in your head that still tried to take control. “Yeah… it doesn’t make any damn sense”

“Maybe it doesn’t have to” He gingerly took your chin and tilted it closer to his lips, but you smirked and moved away from him.

“Slow down, soulmate” You playfully said, still allowing him to be so close to you without your mouths meeting. “We’ve only just met”

He laughed, understanding your innocent teasing, and instead he lightly brushed his lips against your forehead in a delicate touch that made you shudder. His kisses and caresses felt like they were made of joy.

When you locked eyes with him again, you felt a sort of electricity this time, like another sign that this was in fact no ordinary occurrence, like there was no doubt he was your soulmate. A sudden urge overtook your heart, your thoughts, and you found yourself calling him to say something important.

“Flynn…” You began, your voice bearing so much emotion that you couldn’t talk over a whisper. “I...”

“Eugene” He corrected you with a smile. “I… I like it when you call me Eugene”

“Eugene” You nodded, correcting yourself as well.

“Sorry, what were you gonna say?”

You gulped, staring at his light brown eyes that watched you so intently, so adoringly.

“I… think I love you...” Your cheeks were suddenly burning, and you averted your gaze in shame, chuckling to hide your embarrassment. “Isn’t it crazy?”

“It is…” Using the hand that still softly held on to your chin, Eugene claimed your attention once more. “Because I love you too”

“Y-You do?”

“Yes, as crazy as it is” Eugene let out a dreamy sigh. “But maybe that’s the answer”

“What do you mean?” Your heart raced in anticipation while your mind focused on how close you were to one another still, how delicate his warm touch was on your face.

“The answer to all our questions, to all the things we don’t know” Then came his smug grin once more, holding that flirtatious hint that somehow made you swoon. “Love really is the answer to everything, huh?”

You could read it in his gaze, in the gentleness that was hidden under his cocky smile, the true meaning behind his words. This was the point of no return. He had just admitted he was willing to completely give in to that insane but powerful connection between you two. But were you? Would you dare?

You took his hand, slightly bigger and stronger than yours, and rested the two against his chest. Barely noticeable under his clothes was his beating heart, racing as he impatiently waited for your answer.

“I need you to return what you stole” Was your condition, and you noticed the mild frown on his expression as his free hand flew to his satchel.

“What?” He held his breath, scanning your features only to read the sternness in your expression. “You want me to…?”

“I need to know we can both be happy” You begged him, spreading your fingers to press your palm over his heart. “Do it for me”

Eugene watched you, gulping at the mere thought of doing what you asked. He understood why you needed him to undo it, to leave that life behind if he wanted to be safely by your side. If only it was that simple...

“Y/N, I… I would, b-but….” For the first time, there was panic and desperation in his voice. “It would only drive me away from you”

“Then I’ll do it myself” You tugged at the strap diagonally hanging from his torso. “I’ll tell them I found it and return it, that way you won’t be in any trouble”

“You would do that?” He gawked at you, almost like he was seeing you for the first time. “How can I know you won’t-?”

“I promise it will be okay, you’ll have to trust me” You insisted, taking the satchel as he allowed you to fully take the satchel from him, messing up his hair as the strap went over his head.

“You’re willing to do that for me…” He whispered, almost more for himself than for you. “You still don’t know if I’m a good person”

“I guess that really is the answer, right?” You smiled, combing his hair with your fingers. “I trust you”

“I trust you too” Eugene assured, taking your wrist with gentle fingers to momentarily stop you before you could go ahead on your mission. “You just saved me, after all, and what a way to do it”

You laughed a little, deep down moved by the acceptance implicit in his tone, for the gratitude veiled in his joke. Separating from him in order to return by his side later, you walked away.

“I’ll be right back”

“I’ll be right here”

As your footsteps echoed over the cobblestone ground, your heartbeat increased its pace the more you distanced yourself from Eugene. He had literally put his life in your hands, and you wouldn’t let him down. While your eyes absently looked for a guard, all you could think about was how oddly cold and empty you felt now that you were away from him for the first time. Now that you knew him, everything had changed.

Going through with your promise, you approached the first guard you came across. You handed the satchel to him, quickly explaining that you heard it was stolen and ensuring you had found it on the streets, unsupervised. Unbeknownst to it all, the guard had taken your word for it and grabbed the satchel.

As you walked away from the guard and returned to the spot where you hoped Eugene was still waiting for you, you felt lighter. A weight had been lifted from your shoulders, and the free atmosphere around you harbored the promise of a happy future.

You reached the street you had left from, walking slower as the fear grew bigger within you. What if Eugene had left? What if he didn’t trust you? What if he was too scared that you would give him away? What if he had left you?

But as you immersed yourself in the dimly lit alleyway, you found him standing there. He had been blankly staring at the wall before him, but his eyes focused on you and his entire face lit up.

“It’s done” You nervously said, playing with your hands.

Eugene let go of that breath he seemed to have been holding in ever since you left. He smiled, placing his hands over yours to quit the restless motion, and kindly tugged at them to bring you closer.

“Thank you for saving me” He whispered, resting his forehead against yours and rubbing noses with you.

“Thank you for finding me” You said in return, finally closing the distance between your lips.

Eugene didn’t lose a second in lovingly putting his arms around you, holding you tight in an urgent embrace without being so strong that it would hurt you. The kiss was passionate, loving and tender. It seemed to hold the full meaning of your connection in it, the full weight of all those emotions you couldn’t put into words, the full extent of all those thoughts left unsaid that didn’t need to be spoken anymore. Of all that was expressed in the kiss, traveling from your lips to his and viceversa.

When you broke away, you laughed without a reason, without knowing or understanding why. Eugene, whose eyes were bright with tears, laughed a little as well. It was a chuckle of immeasurable happiness, of relief, of gratitude.

And so you two stepped into the light. The streets were now fully lit with lanterns, even if the stars shone with a unique beauty over your heads. You walked hand in hand, knowing that same excitement beating in your chest was double as it grew on Eugene’s as well.

“So where do you wanna go now?” He casually asked, swinging your intertwined hands as he strutted. “We can go to the forest, or maybe for something to eat. I’m hungry, aren’t you hungry?”

You stared at him, grinning both in amusement and resigned fondness.

“Don’t you ever get tired of listening to your own voice, Flynn?” You teased him, noticing the fleeting grin that occupied his lips only to be replaced by a fake pout.

“Not really, it’s such a beautiful sound” He stared at you, smirking. “Wouldn’t you agree?”

You pushed him away, laughing a little. There was only room for joy in your heart, and it seemed to tug at the corner of your lips in a perpetual smile.

Now everything was alright. As he continued talking and making you laugh, you knew it. Unknowingly, you had found him, like the missing piece to compliment your soul. One you didn’t know you were lacking, but that became so obvious as soon as he appeared. Now you knew, even that loud rational side of you, that this was right. And if you had any questions without answers, you knew love in on itself was an answer.

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