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Trouble at the Arcade (🌸/🔥)

Fala's boyfriend, Roosevelt, was a bit of a delinquent, yet he showered her with affection, often becoming clingy despite being older. 

Today, she found herself scolding him for breaking the claw machine, his head nestled in the crook of her neck, his arm wrapped tightly around her waist. 

"I'm so sorry, baby..." he murmured, a hint of guilt in his voice. “I lost my cool; I just wanted to win you that plushie.” He clutched the soft toy in his hand, his sincerity evident despite the mishap.

Giggling lightly, she playfully swatted his arm, the heart-shaped designs under her eyes dancing as she shook her head, "Oh, Roosevelt, you and your wild ways." This never got old, his childish charm always manages to melt her heart.

Roosevelt chuckled sheepishly, his arm tightening around her waist. "Well, what can I say? I just can't resist the opportunity to be a bit of a troublemaker, especially if it means I get to spoil you."

He glanced at the broken claw machine, then back at the plushie he'd won, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. "But hey, at least I did manage to get you this little guy, right?”

"Yes, you did," she said warmly, taking the plushie from his hand and hugging it close, a soft blush coloring her cheeks as she appreciated both the toy and his sweet gesture.

He smiled at her cute reaction, his eyes locked on the blush on her cheeks. The way she clung to the plushie made his heart flutter. 

"You know," he said, a hint of playfulness in his voice, "I might have broken a claw machine to win it, but the look on your face makes it totally worth it."

He leaned in closer, nuzzling into her neck with a soft chuckle.

"You really do know how to make up for things, don't you?" she asked with a smile, tilting her head slightly to allow him more access to her neck as she felt her pulse quicken.

Roosevelt chuckled against her skin, his lips brushing softly against her neck, his breath warm against her flesh. "I have my ways," he murmured, the playful tone still present in his voice. 

His arm around her waist tugged her closer, his free hand reaching out to touch her face lightly, his fingers tracing the heart-shaped designs under her eyes. "Plus, you're just so damn cute when you blush. I can't resist you.”

"I'll try not to hold that against you," she said with a giggle, her green eyes sparkling with amusement as she leaned into his touch, enjoying the familiar warmth of his body against hers.

He smiled at her response, his hand still caressing her face tenderly. The way she leaned into his touch only deepened the affection in his gaze. 

"Good, because I don't think you could hold anything against me if you tried," he teased back, his lips pressing a soft kiss against her neck. "I'm like Teflon for your wrath.”

"Mmm, we'll see about that," Fala hummed, her eyes fluttering closed as she enjoyed the gentle kiss, feeling her heart skip a beat.

Roosevelt chuckled against her skin, the sound low and deep. "Oh, trying to challenge the status quo, are we?" he teased, his lips now trailing a slow path along her jawline, his breath warm against her ear. "You know I've always been a bit of a rebel, right? I'll find a way to get back into your good graces, no matter what.”

"Mmmhmm," she hummed in agreement, tilting her head to give him better access as she let out a soft sigh of contentment, her body relaxing against his.

Fala's eyes popped open as she noticed the approaching staff member, her heart racing for a different reason now as she gently pushed Roosevelt away, flashing him a nervous smile.