(`his orbs seems to be at ease as he saw the curves of her evident lips practically turning into the smile he hadn’t seen for a while; nearly hesitant to withdraw his own docile grin on how he had the correct answer for that brief moment) I knew it, I told you! Now, my guess to the award from you is a hug, right?
You’re a genius, I’ve always told you that. { `she chuckles, her palms of hands patting both of cheeks in a tender and fond manner when she tilts her head, just to the slightest. } Uh… close enough. It’s my love. But my love comes in many shapes – do you want a hug?