"last call for flight 44." the voice says again. i lock my lips with his and kiss him passionately. time slows and his arms wrap around my hips.
"i love you. stay safe." i whisper, my lips brushing over his.
"i love you more. don't talk to any guys." he warns me. i smile and kiss him again.

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