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⠀ ⠀⠀She now finally looking up ⠀⠀at him, leaving faint lipgloss ⠀⠀stains against his white shirt . ⠀⠀" ... I know, Misa is sorry ... " ⠀⠀A small pout, she'd press ⠀⠀a soft kiss against his cheek, ⠀⠀getting more lipstick on him in ⠀⠀the process . ⠀⠀" I lost my notebook recently . " [ + ] ⠀

↪︎ He’d give a soft timid chuckle in return. Finding his own comfort with a lean down and purse into her neck. A soft peck to follow. “𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗’ 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛.”

⠀ ⠀⠀She'd just scoot even closer, ⠀⠀arms wrapping around him ⠀⠀tightly as she buried her face ⠀⠀against his shoulder . ⠀⠀Misa was talking, but she was ⠀⠀just barely audibly mumbling ⠀⠀into his shirt . His warmth was ⠀⠀just too nice . ⠀

↪︎ New nickname? He’s already turning red. “𝙷𝚎𝚢.. 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑?“ ↪︎ He’s scooting her in closer to hold tighter.