"why does your face get
more red than usual when you're with me?
that never happened before.
it cracks me up if i'm being honest."my face gets red?
"what are you talking about?" i ask as i hold
my cheeks to hide the redness.he just chuckles before reaching out,
holding my wrists to remove my hands from
covering my face."i was kidding, it's cute." he teases,
squishing one of my cheeks.i stared at him for a bit.
he was smiling at me as if it was a
normal thing to say.i wonder if he knew
how much his words affected me.εïз
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butterflies
Short Storyloving someone comes with a lot of butterflies. - short story - fluff & angst start: 220630