Difficult (Complete)

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---Firkle's pov---

"I think I'm in love with you."

I blink and stare at Ike.

"What?" I say dumbly tilting my head slightly.

Ike starts laughing nervously his face tinting red, "Oh, uh Nothing, no, absolutely nothing."

"No, no, no," I say leaning forward slightly, "Y-You said you love me?" I ask more than state.

Ike looks down at his lap and nods his head slightly.

"Uh..."

Ike fumbles with his hands in his lap, "I-I well, uh I di-"

I lean forward and cup his cheek kissing him lightly, but passionately on the lips.

I pull away, letting my hand drop onto his shoulder, "You talk too much."

Ike smiles at me, and pulls me back to connect our lips together again.

I place my other hand on his shoulder and he pulls me into his lap.

I pull away and Ike pushes me over with my back against the floor.

He reconnects our lips and he begins to nibble at my bottom lip, so I open my mouth for him.

I reach up and tangle my fingers into his dark hair, as one of his hands starts up my shirt.

He pulls away again, "I love you."

I smile at him, "I love you too."