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"And what…are you suggesting?"
"And what…are you suggesting?"
She shrugged. "We have the place to ourselves. We can do whatever you want."
"Oh? What is it you want to do, sweetheart~"
"Whatever you want."
A. huffed a laugh. "Oh really? Whatever I want?"
"Yes. Unless you want to play 20 Questions all night," Reese teased softly.
She made a noise of shock and went to stand up. "Leaving. This time for real dammit."
Reese hugged her tighter. "No! No! I was kidding!"
She grumbled half heartedly as she relaxed again.
"I'm sorry," she said quickly.
"Stop apologizing. I shouldn't get so butthurt over losing a stupid party game."
"I shouldn't have brought it up," she countered.
"And I shouldn't get upset." She repeated stubbornly.
"It's both our faults. Deal?"
"Hmph. Fine." She reached for one of Reese's hands, weaving their fingers together.
Reese smiled and drew close to A's neck again. She exhaled slowly.
"I would appreciate if you could stop-stop teasing me.."
"Why?" She asked, shifting forward so her lips brushed A's neck in a whisper of a motion.
"Because you said you wanted to wait for…anything, and I said I would."
"Mmm… okay," she hummed, shifting again so she could comfortably rest her head on A's shoulder.
A. relaxed a bit. "You're insufferable." There was no heat behind her words, and they were almost loving in tone.
Reese blushed. "Sor– I mean, uh, whoops?"
Her shoulders shook with silent laughter. "I was joking, sweetheart."
"Oh…" She blushed and nuzzled her nose into A's neck in embarrassment.
"I don't actually think you're insufferable. Quite the opposite actually."
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