ᅠᅠ 〝 hm. maybe i'm magic.. 〞 waving his hands in the air, glancing towards the bottle. 〝 you're welcome. 〞

ᅠᅠ is there any fuckin' way to lovingly smack someone with a glass bottle? he sure ain't heard of one. 〝 as are you, darlin.' 〞 his voice soft, reaching over her to screw the cap off.

ᅠᅠ no, no she would not. 〝 that i ain't. little too hard on that. 〞 taking the bottle with a little smile, tilting it back to his lips.

ᅠᅠ 〝 mean, we out here. special enough. 〞 shrugging towards her, watching her with a little smile.

ᅠᅠ taking another long swig, screwing the cap back on with a smile. 〝 good, darlin.' you look great, by the way. 〞

ᅠᅠ 〝 always think so, sweetheart. 〞 grinning from ear to ear, teeth sinking into his bottom lip afterwards.

ᅠᅠ leaning into her touch, pressing his lips against hers, grinning. 〝 hm. i ain't think so.. 〞

ᅠᅠ reaching for her hand with a little smile, biting his lip. 〝 why not? 〞

ᅠᅠ 〝 sure it ain't? 〞 a soft chuckle escaping his brims, leaning right into her touch. leaning a bit closer, placing a little kiss to her palm.

ᅠᅠ 〝 hm... okay. 〞 a brow cocking, brushing a hand through her hair. 〝 little out in the open, huh? 〞

ᅠᅠ 〝 hm. i ain't mind it, just surprising from you, hun.' 〞 following her eyes, biting down on his lip.. certainly ain't seem that way.

ᅠᅠ 〝 cause i ain't expect it.. 〞 a soft chuckle leaving him, grinning.

ᅠᅠ 〝 hm. i guess not, darlin.' 〞 pulling her just a bit closer to him, much that he could manage.. leaning down, pressing a little kiss to her palm.

ᅠᅠ a little smile on his lips, slowly pulling himself away. chewing on the inside of his cheek. 〝 hm. then why don't you. now? 〞

ᅠᅠ 〝 don't think i. gotta explain, do i? 〞 a brow raising of his own. that little smirk on his face tells everything.

ᅠᅠ grinning from ear to ear, a little shrug from his shoulders. eyes following the wandering digit. 〝 hm. maybe.. 〞