Bellamy Blake x reader Prompt Session
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"Come over here and make me."
"Have you lost your damn mind!?"
"Please, don't leave."
"Do you...well...I mean...I could give you a massage?"
"Wait a minute. Are you jealous?"
"Is there a reason you're naked in my bed?"
"I almost lost you."
"Wanna bet?"
"Don't you ever do that again!"
"Teach me how to play?"
"Don't you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!"
"I think we need to talk."
"Kiss me."
"Hey, I'm with you, okay? Always."
"So, I found this waterfall..."
"It could be worse."
"Looks like we'll be trapped for a while..."
"This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you've ever had. Of course I'm in."
"The paint's supposed to go where?"
"You need to wake up because I can't do this without you."
"We're in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?"
"I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice."
"Just once."
"You're the only one I trust to do this."
"I can't believe you talked me into this."
"I got you a present."
"I'm pregnant."
"Marry me?"
"I thought you were dead."
"It's not what it looks like..."
"You lied to me."
"I think I'm in love with you and I'm terrified."
"Please don't do this."
"If you keep looking at me like that we won't make it to a bed."
"You heard me. Take. It. Off."
"I wish I could hate you."
"Wanna dance?"
"You fainted...straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go to such extremes."
"Hey! I was gonna eat that!"
"Have I entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?"
"You did all of this for me?"
"I swear it was an accident."
"YOU DID WHAT?!"
"If you die, I'm gonna kill you."
"Tell me a secret."
"Hey, have you seen the..? Oh."
"No one needs to know."
"Boo."
"Well this is awkward..."
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