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(AHHHH)
(AHHHH)
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Cooper flicked the TV on, figuring he would burn some time.
Fleur shifted and moaned a little.
Cooper stopped moving all together, her little noises were cute.
She sighed heavily once she found a comfortable position to be in.
He waited for her to wake up, watching hours tick by on the clock.
Suddenly, she stirred and her eyes flickered open. “Cooper? Are you here?” she asked softly.
He turned around and rubbed her hand that he’d been holding for about an hour. “Yeah I’m here,”
“I dreamed about you,” she said, her lips turning upwards slowly.
“You dreamt about me?” He smiled, “What about me?”
“That… we were together and happy,” she answered.
“Ooo. It sounds like you have a crush on me,” he teased.
“Oh, I…” She blushed abruptly.
He sat up to see her a little better, he would sit on the couch but he didn’t know where they were at with boundaries. “Is that a blush?”
Fleur ducked her head under the blanket. “Non.”
“Oui!” He cheered and uncovered her from the blanket.
“Eep!” she cried, curling into a ball by hugging her knees tightly to her chest.
He rubbed her knee gently. “Where did you go?”
“Paradis. Je suis mort parce que tu es trop parfait,” she said, then blushed even harder realizing what she had said.
He chuckled. “I am far from perfect and this is no paradise,”
Fleur uncurled and laid on her side, propping her head up with her fist. “It is for me.”
“Really?” He propped his head up in front of hers.
“Mmm hmmm,” she hummed with a smile.
“I don’t know why you like me,” he sighed with a smile. “I’m… I’m a mess,”
“No one is perfect,” she replied smoothly.
“There are a few perfect ones, sometimes,”
(I WAS AT A BAND CONCERT OKAY?!)
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