[God, he loves the way she does that — tips her chin up and leans into him, making his path a little easier. It's such a sweet, expectant gesture that every single time he falls in love with her all over again. He doesn't even get the chance to move, and she's already there.]
[The way she kisses him is so much. Feels so much. Breathes life into him in a way that feels like seeing in a new color. He reaches to cup her cheek, his kiss fervent but soft, gentle, easy as breathing. When it's done, he kisses her forehead, because he can't just stop kissing cold turkey.]
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[The way she kisses him is so much. Feels so much. Breathes life into him in a way that feels like seeing in a new color. He reaches to cup her cheek, his kiss fervent but soft, gentle, easy as breathing. When it's done, he kisses her forehead, because he can't just stop kissing cold turkey.]
This is . . . I mean, you know already.
[How much it means. His smile's soft, aching.]
Split one with me? I want you to try it.