"No, Frank. The line needs to be a little more curved." A playful smile danced on her lips at the sight of her struggling boyfriend.
Hazel was trying to teach Frank how to draw a horse. His forehead was tight in concentration and his grip on the yellow colored pencil had no slack.
"It is curved!" He said in frustration not understanding why drawing was so hard.
The horse at the current moment looked more like a yellow tree than anything else. One ear was too large for its small, pointed head and the right leg was a great deal shorter than the left.
"Here, let me help."
Hazel took his hand in hers, a light, warm blush creeping up in her cheeks to match the reddening of his face. Her curls bounced wildly in her face and using her other hand she pushed them away.
Frank's hand was warm and a little clammy. Hazel's hand was calloused and petite against Frank's monster sized ones.
She could feel her blush blooming brighter, working its way to every inch of her face. Hopefully it wasn't noticeable, hopefully it was only heat.
"So we just need to dip the line down a hair more."
She glided his hand on the paper, creating the yellow outline of a horse's back. Her breath was a little shaky at the close proximity, but she reminded herself that Frank was her boyfriend and this was okay.
He looked up at her beaming like a child at Christmas.
"It looks so much better! Thanks, Hazel." His smile was a little smaller, more gentle and loving.
The horse still didn't look good. At best it could pass for a three legged cat, but Frank's happiness over it was so genuine that Hazel could never say the horse wasn't perfect.
"Anytime, Frank." Her voice was soft like the green meadows in the spring and the cotton ball clouds in the summer.
A shy kiss met her cheek with adoration. It felt like the rain drops on the petals of a flower that just bloomed, like the rolling of distant thunder on a muggy summer night, like the waves lapping at your ankles on a white sand beach.
The small kiss felt perfect.
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The Meanings of I Love You
FanficThere's different ways to say the most important three words. Sometimes they're told through a steaming cup of tea. Sometimes they're said with different syllables and letters. Sometimes there said just like that, I love you.
