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"You just...you didn't kiss me back."
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"𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐖𝐄'𝐋𝐋 𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑?" you ask, your head resting upon Vox's chest.
It was the early morning. The sun peaked through Vox's blinds, allowing its golden rays to spill over your entangled bodies.
"Yes." Vox's answer comes out immediately. There's no falter, no hesitation. Almost like he knew it from the start.
"Really?" you run your fingers over his bare chest, letting out a sigh.
"Of course," he says it as if it's the most obvious thing. "You're different, sunshine. Being with you..." he pauses, "—you're the reason I know why people want to fall in love."
You smile to yourself at his words. "And why's that?"
"Well—for starters, it feels damn amazing. And secondly; to find who loves them. For who they are. To find the heart that beats in sync with theirs. Because love, is a beautifully unique feeling."
"Easy on the wisdom there," you joke.
Vox laughs and kisses the top of your head. "But why do you ask, doll? Do you not think we'll end up together?"
You're quiet for a moment.
You don't want him to know. Not yet.
"Just..." You search your brain for a believable excuse. "...because yeah."
Your boyfriend furrows his eyebrows but just shakes his head, leaning in to kiss you.
His lips press against yours, moving slowly and passionately as he slips his tongue in. He holds you close to him, so lost in the moment...
He'd always compared what the two of you had like a bubble. He claimed that when he kissed you, the sweet taste of your lips took the two of you away from everything else. A person bubble. A wonderland, if you will.
And he was always willing to go there with you, as you were as well. But...
...She didn't kiss back.
"Doll?" Vox quickly pulls his lips from yours, seeming completely baffled.
You've never not kissed back. You always kiss back.
