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her attentive gaze remains on deuce as he speaks, their hands still intertwined. she thinks about how the younger version of himself must’ve been, with his brash language and bleached hair and reckless behavior.
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He glanced at her for a moment as his cheeks began to flush in embarrassment. He nodded slowly. “Right. I definitely that you were teasing me and stuff! Oh, I knew that too!”
He nodded firmly as he kept his eyes on her for a moment. A soft breath came from him as she moved her —
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he must’ve been dealing with so many pent-up emotions to be engaging in such things without care ... the mere thought makes her chest ache a little.
“yeah,” she hums, resting her head on his shoulder with a soft sigh. “i know she is. i’m proud of you too, deucey.”
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“i’m surprised he hasn’t woken up by now ...” she remarks quietly, brushing off her trousers before slowly sitting back down on the couch, “he must be really exhausted from today.”
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“not worried in the slightest ~” she teases gently, before disappearing into the kitchen for a brief period. she pours each of them a cup of tea that she’d left to brew earlier, making sure to put a little extra sugar in idia’s cup to suit his tastes.
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she neatly assembles an assortment of snacks onto the tea tray, including sweet biscuits, chips, cheese, and of course some gummy worms and chocolates. once she finishes, she carefully carries it out to the living room and gently places it onto the coffee table.
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