. . . He and Thomas Sanders have the same height!

It's crushing on Sansa hours! He has a big crush on his girlfriend.

Add that to something they have in common!

He's a little too big for her sh— He'll just accept his fate! Must be a nice shoulder. He'll wrap a lock of her hair around his tiny shoulders like a scarf.

Getting ready to hustle!

Makes a noise. Can everyone please stop murdering his girlfriend for one moment? He just got back.

Blinks. “Tacos?” Focuses on the road once more. “No, but I suppose we can grab some during lunch.” He's heading to work.

She can scream while he holds her. Opens arms.

Laughs at all these Sansa noises, holding her close. “Hmn.. I like seeing you happy.”

He's only two inches shorter! He thinks.

“Petition for snuggles too.”

He appreciates that! Grins and gives her a few kisses. “Hi sweetheart.”

“I thought you were little bird here?” He turns his head to kiss at her fingers before leaning into the touch.

What's important is that she fits perfectly in his arms.

. . . cleans his glasses just to make sure and puts them back on. “i—”

Eddie rushes to her, cheeks flushed brightly, but stops just a stride away to get a good look at her. Oh god. She's still so pretty. “I.. I may have. And you came.”

Funny how he's doing the exact face as those emojis..

. . . Nods! He thinks he's ready! If she still wants!

Eddie dissolves into silly smiles and flushed cheeks, holding her close and just taking her in. Still aglow as ever. “That sounds rough. You can stay here with me instead.”