do every stupid thing that makes you feel alive

you'll breathe easier just knowing that the worst is all behind you
& the waves that tossed the raft all night have set you on dry land

If only you could see your stupid grin and rosy cheeks and the way your eyes sparkle as you look at her you'd be properly disgusted. But you're oblivious to your own foolish nature, caught up entirely in the radiance of her smile, the sensation of her hand on your cheek. You turn in toward the caress, kissing her fingers while arching your brow, a hum of laughter rumbling in your chest. "You d'serve th'world," you murmur against her skin. "A proper Prince Charmin' t'sweep ya of yer feet."

A wicked grin overtakes your mouth. Dropping your hand from the back of her neck you instead grasp for her waist, trying to pull her into your lap, closer to yourself. Pressing your nose into her hair you nuzzle her neck, bringing your mouth to rest beside her ear. "Too bad that ain't gonna happen. Prince Charmin' can find his own girl. I'm not lettin' go'a mine anytime soon."

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