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[protegge]

[the chorus of blondie's CALL ME, sung extremely poorly but with great enthusiasm]

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[hxppythxughts]

[Yeah, there it is.

It's easy to rile her up with a compliment, but he knows by now that really cracking her open can be a lot harder. Granted, it's easier nowadays. Particularly for him. Vulnerability creeps into the corners as she bites down on the tender smile trying to show through, open adoration in the way she looks at him.

It's not like she doesn't want to say it. On the contrary—it's almost like it's too much to say. Like the words are inadequate to describe the magnitude of feeling in her chest.]

I love you too.

[Worth it to say it anyway, though.]

[protegge]

[Mista, in contrast, doesn't try to hide his smile. She says she loves him, and his face splits into the widest possible grin, bright and beaming. Not quite the sun, but close enough.]

Yeah?

[It's reflexive, a syllable to let out for the sake of an outlet to carry his tone: joyful, delighted. He thinks about saying it again — well, I love you too, I love you more — but he's smiling too wide to speak. So tired, but so happy.]

[Love feels good. After all that anger, it feels like it's healing him from the inside out.]

Later, I'm gonna kiss you all over your face.

[hxppythxughts]

[Again, that overwhelming summery feeling, and that grin might as well be the sun for the way it shines off of Sayori's heart. She can try as hard as she wants to rein in her goofy smile, but there's no hiding the smitten longing in her eyes, and a sigh works its way out of her like a pressure valve for the too-much love in her chest.] I could probably write a million poems about your smile.



[Well, she didn't totally mean to say that out loud, but she's tired and she's had enough of thinking before she speaks today. And anyway, it feels good to say it, releasing more of the pressure on the massive bloom of affection inside of her.] But yeah. You totally should.

[protegge]

What!

[Gross! He goes red and . . . retaliates by pinching her cheek. Lightly.]

No way, you've got the best smile! You've got the best smile of anybody ever! It's cute as hell! So I don't even wanna hear it, lady.

[Cheek yank.]

[Gross.]

[hxppythxughts]

Bwuh—

[So rude!! And then the yank! Double rude!!!

Predictably, she whines. Her face is warm and rosy even as it's being pinched. Actually the pinching is probably contributing to that.] Hey! You said I had pretty eyes so I can say whatever I want!

[She flicks the tip of his nose gently in...counter-retaliation. Yeah.]