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[Hindsight turned the little back and forth exchange of pictures and flirtation into a romantic gesture, two months in and going strong. Relative to two months as Hiro hadn't kept a definitive timeline at first and things progressed seamless in a way he lost the point they became an item.

Nature is a good respite from the hustle of bustle of city life and the offer the take a trip to the mountains had been lingering ever since they first texted each other. It's a giant leap from morning met ups and lunch-ins, but he's been looking forward to it since Veronica took up his offer with a sincere smile.

The weather couldn't have been better. Warm for autumn and perfect for drying off in a huddle together, although the latter part tends to be true regardless. More so than the weather, it's the tug at his hand and kiss that warm him.

He lingers before the call for breath makes demands he pulls back bearing a toned down grin. Far less goofy than their first encounter, least he continually hopes it is.]

Feeling any warm or should I make a fire? [Because her comfort and state of dryness is far more important than the stars, those tinkling little things they're there to actually see.]

[There is a bit of goofiness in that grin, but it only brings a warm, affectionate smile to her lips as she leans in to lightly brush the tip of her nose against his.]

It's fine-

[Especially when compared to right after she'd gotten out of the water when she had laughed and shivered back into her clothes properly. She tucks her own light jacket a little bit closer before maneuvering his arm so that it lays around her shoulders, encouraging him to put the other around her waist so she can rest against him.]

I'm already feeling much warmer, just like this.

[Her smile is teasing before she turns to look up at the pretty stars. This trip actually served two purposes as far as she was concerned. It wasn't just a big step up in terms of intimacy, of staying together overnight for the first time. But she had also planned to tell him about her family as well. Not just about the magic (though it was possible he may have guessed it already even if she'd never used magic in his presence. The power was in her blood and the scent of magic clung clean and sharp to her skin.). If they were truly going to "be a thing" as her cousin often warned her, the first step was to be honest with each other from the beginning, especially when one of them was third in line to succeed the throne to a magical country.]

[Of the few self conscious things Hiro has, the grin ranks really high. Below the hairy aspects of him, but that's a point he doesn't want to pull out when it's just the two of them alone in the woods over night. He has tact and sense to realize it's a bit of a shocker.

The little things like brushing his nose with hers makes the chance of looking like a goof bearable. Super bearable really, he's grinning harder for a second until it settles back into the warm ghost of a smile.]

Naturally high body temperature maybe. [Which is true, but not the total sum of reasons.]

Pretty sure it's your smile though. [Which is also true to him anyways. His eyes reset their focus toward the stars clear in the night away the light pollution of the city. Clouds are sparse streaks doing nothing to disrupt the sights.

The scent of magic in itself wasn't particularly shocking. A chuck of the population was able to conduct it and more simply had the blood channeling through them. What is remarkable to Hiro is Veronica herself; the warm smiles, pleasant attitude, and good humor. It would take that to get from a mistext to here, and he's glad he replied back.]

[Veronica tilts to press her cheek against his with a content little laugh, snuggling closer against him. Her tone is quiet and teasing as she looks up at the sky above them, trailing affectionate little circles over his hand.]

Then should I smile at you some more? We can test to see which it is.

[She's partly joking, but she does smile at Hiro very often. Something about him just brought that out in her. Her sigh is warm and gentle as she reaches out to lace her fingers with his.]

Hey...Hiro? There's been something that I've wanted to talk to you about for a while.

Then it may get too hot. Worthwhile theory to test

[With his higher running temperature and her warming smile on top of them being in such close contact. His fingers arch slow under the patterns drawn into his hand and open to grant easier access to lace them back together.]

Hm? Yeah, what is it?

[The stars are forgotten, his focus turned to Veronica soon as her words filter through. Talk implies and it's not short effort to bite his tongue in prodding for what was wrong. Nothing may of been wrong, there are other reasons to talk he knows; but it's a thought hard to disassociate with the word.]

[Veronica's plan had been simply to tell him in as few as three words that she was a princess. That had been soundly vetoed when she talked with her cousin who had said that there was such a thing as tact. Not to mention the fact that suddenly blurting out something like "I'm a princess" could be taken as a sign of mental imbalance.

She relaxes for a moment, letting the heat of his body soak reassuringly into hers before lightly tightening her grip on his hand and turning some so that she can see his face.]

I'm a princess.

[And following very quickly afterwards, because short and puzzling as her original statement was, this was an explanation and she wanted to make sure this was actually something he could be okay with.]

I'm only third in the line of succession and I don't really live in a palace or anything like that. But I just thought...that it's something I should tell you. I wanted to tell you for a while, actually. [She trails off, looking at his face again because she had come to really like him and she wanted to be truthful with him, no matter what.]

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[Even in the haste to explain what she meant by princess, Hiro's mind goes racing jumping to conclusions faster than Veronica can get to explaining. Then she explains removing some of the greater pressures spiking up released in a low sigh.]

A princess.

[His body shifts, fingers moving about hers as he collects his thoughts to place them in order. It's a shock, to say little, yet it isn't so much a shock to change things drastically. Veronica is still the same and that above all is what mattered.]

I almost wouldn't believe you if things hadn't played out like they have.

[He shakes his head bearing a slight amused smirk. Hitting off with mistext and lingerie lend itself to discovering she's a princess. It's so unreal that it is real. Hiro perks up after a moment and leans in to kiss her cheek with a quick peck.]

It doesn't change anything, I liked you well already. [The princess aspect really doesn't mean much to him. It never played any part before, so why should it now? His own secret however lays fresh on his mind and now, perhaps, is as good as any time to mention it.]

If we're laying things out... I should probably mention some things myself.

[She very visibly relaxes when he sees him doing the same, closing her eyes softly into the kiss on her cheek. When he confesses to liking her anyway regardless of who she is, she has to resist kissing him then and there for his sweetness. Instead, she gently takes his other hands with hers as well, turning.]

Aren't we lucky then that our first meeting turned out like that?

[She might not be sitting against him anymore, but settling in front of him means that they can both see each other's expressions more clearly. He has her entire attention and her eyes are warm and fond when she looks at him.]

What is it, Hiro?

[She doesn't immediately think that there might be something wrong, certain that he would tell her if there was. Besides, he liked her and that gave her the courage to sit and wait for him to tell her what was on his mind.]

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[At this age he shouldn't get embarrassed over anything, yet he can't help it looking her wide blue eyes that radiant heat indistinguishable from a real flame. His gaze resettles ahead thoughtful and hands twist about in hers where she sits in front of him.

He's pinned himself in speaking up about his unique condition that's frankly not too unique. Hiro isn't the only werewolf in the city, probably not even in his apartment, but there's some remaining stigma and fascination with the whole transforming into a wolf like beast that's never going to vanish.]

To think I thought about not answering.

[He had, for a moment, but damage control and interest spurred him on. In away it's damage control again under very different circumstances.]

I'm, ah... a werewolf. [He pauses and lowers his head to watch her expression, the grip on her hands loosening in the event she suddenly broke for run under this new discover.]

So there's that. I mean I get it if it's too weird, but I was gonna tell you after this trip. [Maybe should have before to avoid the awkwardness of being alone with a werewolf suddenly.]

[Veronica wasn't oblivious to the fact that not everyone liked werewolves, that they were sometimes seen as passing for human and therefore untrustworthy by principle. But those were all opinions she had never shared and quietly took apart whenever they were expressed in her presence. Because she trusted in herself and in her own judgement, in the werewolves she had known, who were nothing like what some people believed them to be.

And while she is surprised, she trusted in calm, reserved Hiro who was gently letting go of her as if to let her leave if she wanted. Veronica catches at his hands instead, holding them tighter as she sits closer, bumping her forehead lightly against his.]

It's not too weird. Not at all.

[She shakes her head as she says this, her blue gaze sincere as she gives his hands a squeeze.]

I'm surprised, but it doesn't change anything. I liked you before that and I still really, really like you.

[Myth had a way of sticking around even in the face of progression. Hiro is use to the uncertain looks, though few, yet there's more tribulations in dating one than befriending one.

Of course she's cool with it; and it's a load off his shoulders mentally and physically when they roll back to relax.]

At all? [She said at all, his eyes glued to hers reading the same sincerity Veronica always holds in her tone. Her hands also place a firmness in her words and make him realize to a greater degree how ridiculous it was to think it mattered in the first place.]

Guess that means nothing has changed between us. [He pulls back the warm smile last seen minutes ago before leaning forward for a kiss.]

[Veronica has always been easy-going and though her own family probably wouldn't be even half as easy to convince, she's optimistic that everything will work out and smiles softly back to see him relaxing and smiling at her.

She reaches out to rest her hand lightly against his cheek as he leans in, tilting her head so that she can meet his kiss half-way with a content hum. When the kiss ends, she draws back only enough so that she can whisper softly against his mouth.]

No, I guess not.

[And then with a little laugh because it feels like they've managed to pass a huge hurdle, she's drawing him forward again for another kiss.]

[Maybe it's some deep seeded wolf thing that makes the brush against his cheek comforting and natural feeling that his head moves into it eyes shut. They don't stay shut for long, Veronica's words widening them slow and chuckle passing his lips that's more exhale than laugh.]

That's a good thing.

[Kissing however is a better thing and before it registers, Hiro's hand is rising from hers to brush along her shoulder to her neck. Breaking for breath and whispers is customary at this point, he thinks, and he does staying close and at a slant.]

This. This is a very good thing.

[Cheesy as it comes across and he's well aware of, it's a way to summon things up in addition to actions. She to allows for the occasional goofy exposition in the same humor they tend to share.]

This? [She leans in with teasing smile to brush her lips lightly against the corner of his mouth but doesn't move to kiss him properly.]

Or did you just mean the two of us together, Hiro? Or maybe both?

[Because she thinks both of those are good things, wonderful things. She couldn't imagine herself anywhere else and she moves a little closer to him, delighting in his subtle chuckle.]

I can't choose, so both. [There really isn't an option when he's fond of both things and all things for that matter. Fingers play absent of thought at her hair laid about her neck when she moves closer. She's very close now, the realization slow on the uptake until he small her hair and feel her breath on him.

Hiro thinks himself remarkable at being patient. One of the talents that come with being a werewolf it's said and it's hold true in maintaining good standings. Like this, close and closer, he's of less patience excited by words and acceptance he'd been on the fence about in foolishness.]

I think you're the best though. [It's no accident his nose brushes against hers before he's kissing her for another soft peck. The stars, again, are forgotten as is any chill brought on the weather and dampness.]

[Veronica smiles softly on hearing that he'll choose both, leaning into the soft touch of his fingers, the brush of his nose.]

What a coincidence then, that I think you're the one that's the best.

[But she does very much like the way he kisses her and accident or not, she's leaning in again for another kiss, lightly reaching down to wrap her arms around his waist.]

Well, it must not be that much of a coincidence.

[Funny coincidences are a plenty however and they've all been pretty good Hiro finds. His throat rumbles in contentment catching her nose and taking in another kiss, the wrap of her arms prying his eyes open curious.

The next kiss is fiercer, lingering longer and bearing down more over those soft pecks that started this.]

[The way he kisses her now, just a bit more intensely settles hotly along her spine and she finds herself pressing back just as eagerly, her hands trailing into his hair with a warm sigh. She only pulls away when air becomes an issue, with a little laugh (because she'd noticed that he kept bumping his nose against hers) she leans in to nuzzle the tip of her nose to his.]

...maybe we're just really, really lucky?

[Because it certainly felt like that sometimes with how they'd managed to meet. Lunch dates...had never been particularly conducive to being too passionate, but the look in her blue eyes is warm as she tugs him closer and tilts her head to kiss him again, tugging softly at his bottom lip with her teeth as she does.

Maybe it wasn't exactly the best time to be letting it get too heated, but that was a worry for another day.]

[Heat circles from behind his neck at the sensation of her hands running about his hair. Getting hit from two sides throws his near instinct of following a pet in a tizzy before he's grounded, relatively, by the nuzzle. She gets it, the parts he doesn't get himself sometimes, and it paints a goofy smile in catching breath.]

Really, really lucky. Super lucky.

[Lunch dates and public places didn't grant itself well for passion, so heated as this is becoming; Hiro isn't opposed to continuing a bit longer. The tug at his lower lip causes his jaw to shudder in a short burst.

Perhaps it is getting too heated among straying hands and hard kisses.]

[She can't help but to think wow when she feels that little shudder in his jaw from her kissing him.]

...Incredibly...amazingly lucky.

[She pulls away from the kisses reluctantly, her eyes half-lidded and affectionate as she bumps her nose against his again. The heated kisses felt really good, and that sweet, goofy little smile did amazing things to her heartbeat and while she knew the true purpose of all this was to watch stars, she can't help but to want to kiss him again. Which she does. The kiss is soft, but she lets her lips linger against his for a little while before pulling back.]

...at this rate we're not going to get any star-gazing done, are we?

[Thing about starting off with lingerie pictures and flirting is the long build up that otherwise starts later. He isn't perverted, least he thinks he isn't, but it's an undeniable truth Veronica has been present on his mind in less than pure ways.

Though that's not the majority, he's genuinely star-struck about her and how she readily accepts him. Stars and camping both are removed from the forefront of Hiro's mind. It's not a single tract, more it's over loaded by each kiss and brush of her nose.]

I'm seeing stars. [He whispers between breaths. It's a bridge he's thought about crossing, but not here or this soon. Some fooling around wasn't that far and he's near perfected control.]

Is that a bad thing? I didn't think... thought we'd wait a bit, but I'm not opposed to doing this more. [Which gets a kiss when the point is quite obvious.]

[Stars, huh? She laughs softly on hearing that.]

It's not a bad thing. Hearing that...makes me really happy.

[And each of his whispers is like a bright spark in her heart and she knows maybe there are better places to be taking their relationship further. Somewhere romantic, or his apartment (which she still intended to go clean while wearing that skimpy excuse of a maid outfit one day), some place he would feel comfortable in. She wanted so much to make him happy.

Veronica breaks the kiss and leans in breathlessly to rest her forehead against his, lightly sidling her nose against his.]

Do you...want this though? ["Me?" "Us?"

She tilts her head so she can catch his gaze again.]

[Location held a lot of weight in the decision, however the lack of blood flowing through his head makes decisive choices hard to follow through with. The great outdoors has it's share or romanticism like the night sky covered in stars, the flowing streams, and crisp mountain; he isn't making a good defense for waiting for them and peering in her wide blue eyes doesn't turn the jury either.]

I do. [Perplexity overtakes his expression when the situations takes a heavy gravity. He really does, in a good way to share and express love, it's just not what he imagined it would be.

Hiro's eyes shut and he hums in thought brushing his nose to hers.]

We should wait. [They open refocused. When emotions aren't helping, logic does and he's got reasons to hold out. Valid reasons.] The tent is a bit cramped and I- well, I didn't bring anything protection wise. [It sounds like backing down for something he doesn't want to back down from.]

I mean, I want to do this, just not... here. Or that far. [They can keep kissing and heavy petting is possible, the alternative on blame for his bubbling desires.]

[Thankfully despite how impatient Veronica could be, she sits quietly in his lap, waiting for his reply. She doesn't mind waiting and when he lists his reasons she can only smile at him, fond and affectionate, as if he's the best thing that ever happened to her.]

Then let's wait.

[Because just like she cares about him, she knows that he cares about her as well, about her well-being and her happiness and she could kiss him again right then and there just for that.

And so she does, pulling away from the quick kiss still smiling.]

We'll wait. [Waiting doesn't mean never taking this step, it just means taking it somewhere they are both comfortable and she is more than fine with that. Though she does wonder what kind of protection they should be using. Did condoms and pills made for humans still work with werewolves? She'd never put thought into it but the fact that she would have to now only makes her smile. They were going to do this. Eventually. And the thought has her so happy.

Does he want to keep kissing though? She tilts her head at him.]

[Hiro expected her to be agreeable, but it still comes as a weight lifted from his shoulders. Relieve so much he draws in for a kiss to met into hers grinning at full beam. Goofiness be damned, he's in a really good mood and Veronica is amazing; the most amazing he adds mentally still recovering from the heated session.]

Good. I'd want better than a sleeping bag for you. [Although the stars are lovely as a backdrop romantically. He's plenty aware the stars are going to be forgotten on the fact of diverted attentions should they've went through with things.

Instead he's happy as it, super happy and all in for kissing more as evident by another planted to her nose for variety.] You're making me dizzy you know? [His drier tone neither suggest joke or serious, but his expression gives him away.]

[Her eyes brighten as he leans in for a kiss that ends in a soft, fond smile. The way he grins, and how much he wants it to be good for her when they do eventually take that next step has her snuggling in close, her hands holding his shirt. Just for good measure, she leans in and kisses him again just for the sweet things that he says.]

Dizzy?

[She laughs, closing her eyes into the little kiss against the tip of her nose.]

Doing what?

[She kisses him again though the bright spark in her eyes should tell him that she's not oblivious at all to the effect she has on him.]

[Dizzy and at a loss for words, not as if those are mutually exclusive things. She doesn't need to do much leaning having his shirt in her hands and his abruptness to met her halfway. It's had a fair share of brushed noses when the intention wasn't so intentional.]

Let me list them. [The sparkle is a dead giveaway and given Hiro's tendency to look at her eyes, it's seen alright. He thinks; scratch that, knows she could pull anything past him with those eyes.]

For one, you're making it hard to breath. [All those kisses take a toll on his poor lungs and tender lips. He'd pout if he weren't enamored with keeping the kisses up, one for one and something thrice.]

Oh, no-

[She tries her best not to laugh, she really does, but she's never been good at hiding it when she's happy and she breaks the kiss with a laugh before leaning in to kiss him on the cheek. Then on the jaw and to the tip of his nose.]

And? What other terrible things am I doing to make you dizzy, Hiro?

You're doing this on purpose.

[Thing is, it's super working. Even when he's given a chance to breath, there's remaining dizziness he can pinpoint directly to her. Laughter like yawning proves contagious and yanks a light laugh of his own.]

I forget, because I'm dizzy. [It's true. It's hard to think until this sort of pressure, but he can think to kiss her jaw back and move his hands about her.]

[Laughing again, Veronica snuggles a bit closer, content in the feeling of his arms around her. Gently, she reaches up and trails her hands to the sides of his face, leaning back a little into the kiss at her jaw.]

Then should I hold you like this until you stop being dizzy?

[His face turns toward the side and lifts up his chin under her hands and kiss to his jaw. That dizziness isn't going to fade, least not when she's touching him persistently and making it difficult to breath; but being held up is helping.]

Think you might, my head might just fall onto to your shoulder otherwise.

[He's not even kidding, but that's more he wants to lean into her shoulder rather than being slightly dizzy.]

You can, you know?

[It's actually more that if he doesn't she'll beat him to it. She gently lets go of his face to wrap her arms around his waist and snuggle in close, rubbing her nose into the side of his neck.]

It's really nice. [There's a teasing tone to her voice as she laughs into his shoulder.]

[She may as well have told him to do it once those words pass, the close snuggle and setting of her face between his neck and shoulder giving Hiro an opening to do just what he suggested.]

It really is. [His voice is muffled, the scent of her shampoo clear and sweet. Sleep had some time coming yet, however if he were to sleep soon this was a very nice place to do so. Soreness would likely ensue the following morning, yet it would of been worth it.]

I could sleep here. [His arms tighten around Veronica at a slump.] I'm not falling asleep honest. [He's actually really alert to their general vicinity.]

I wouldn't mind if you did.

[She shifts closer, holding lightly onto the back of his shirt.]

But I think you might be sore tomorrow if you do and we still have a lot of walking to do before we can get back. Besides, we have the sleeping bags all set out and everything. [The way she chuckles though, cheerful and amused is an indication that she would stay here if he wanted.]

Don't tempt me, I really might.

[Hiro's voice calls out muffled and almost playful over dry.]

Fine. If we must. [He can't feign any drama into the response, instead he reels back some and nuzzles Veronica's cheek.]

Long as you're next to me, I won't mind. [Obviously she was and this sleeping on her shoulder isn't a good idea, but holding hands is fine and won't cause aches in the morning.]

I promise that I'll stay right here. [Her tone is just as playful but her eyes are sincere as she pulls away to nuzzle her nose against his once more.]

Are you tired yet, or did you want to look at the stars some more, still? Since we didn't really get much of that done. [She had been more occupied with kissing him and had missed most of the stars.]

[Under normal circumstances, he'd said he was fine and could continue the night unhindered. Alas it isn't quite normal and the whole night seems a lot longer. Still he's awake, far from drowsy, and the stars are out twinkling.]

We could watch them and lay down. [It's not an epiphany of an answer, his thoughts a bit busy with nuzzling back.]

[Maybe it isn't an epiphany, exactly, but Veronica's eyes brighten immediately when he suggests it.]

That sounds wonderful, let's do that!

[She's never actually laid down to watch the stars, not with anyone, and the thought of doing that with him has her excited.]

Should we just lie down like this? Or should I get one of the sleeping bags? Oh, or both? [Maybe they could zip them together and lay down like that?]

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[It certainly makes it sound more like an epiphany with how well received it is igniting a new wave of heat to his face.]

One might be a little snug, but I wouldn't mind.

[There's just the parting part Hiro isn't too fond of at the moment. Another kiss a bit brasher than the others takes Veronica's lips as his arms unbind themselves from around her. He scoots back and rocks forward to his feet, hand up and spread.]

I've got it. [It's nothing like tossing a jacket over a mud puddle, but he's treating it with the same sort of care grabbing one of the sleeping bags and finding a flat enough spot to lay it out.] Do you... have a preferred side?

[There's a giddiness to his tone that even his held back expression and drier tendencies can't quite hide.]

[She doesn't mind that it's a bit snug either, smiling warmly to herself after that sudden kiss, her head tilted as she watches him lay out the sleeping bag so carefully. Once it's set out she scoots over before shaking her head, her eyes bright and affectionate when they meet his. He's happy and she can't help but to feel happy as well.]

I don't have a preferred side. Do you?

[She really would be fine sleeping on either side but she helps him unzip it as she waits for an answer.]

The zipper side would probably be a bit colder, I could sleep there if you'd like? [Just so he doesn't get cold or something.]

The one closed to you.

[It's not meant to come across smooth in the first place, his hands to his waist and head pointed downward surveying the two spots with a greater importance than either really held. It is important to Hiro, an old wive's tale of what side of bed should be taken ringing in his head.]

No I will, higher body temperature. [A zipper isn't a piece of ice or unpleasant in any way, but it doesn't offer a instant answer to the question of what side instead of dwelling on an laughable small detail.

The zipper is drawn down and top flipped over to allow Veronica in first, his shows coming off in the meantime.] Did we pack any extra pillows?

[Maybe it wasn't meant to be smooth, but it brings a warm, affectionate smile to Veronica's face anyways as she watches him. She's never heard of any wives' tales about sides of the bed but seeing him find this so important makes her heart flutter in a wonderful way.]

We did.

[Even if it's just the one extra pillow. It's fetched and she sets it with the sleeping bag before she takes off her shoes as well. Settling down, she holds out her hand to take his and tug him down as well so she can tuck herself close to him.]

[The offered hand pulls up romantic notions of knights and their queens, a connection he can't help but make under the new light of Veronica's heritage. It doesn't make her different much as a funny insight in how the small things run back to ancient practices of yore.]

Seems we'll have to share that as well.

[Hiro says dull bearing a thin smirk of amusement. From sharing a sleeping bag to sharing a pillow is a lot of steps, relative steps if a sleeping bad was in any way close sharing a bed.

He takes her hand lowering with her and rolling in close, his hand reaching out to pull at the zipper thrice before he manages to get a decent hold. Then it's zipped up, mostly, leaving them facing the stars and the great night sky.]

You know, I'm glad we didn't miss this. It's actually really pretty.

I don't mind sharing.

[Just like the first time they'd held hands it just feels so natural and she curls her fingers around his even when he lies down with her and she laughs brightly, almost reaching out to help him with the zipper when he manages it and she settles against him instead.]

It is really pretty, isn't it?

[Picking the autumn stars was a good idea, that's what she thinks.]

We should come again when it's summer to see the meteor shower.

It's the air, it's crisper.

[There's no scientific backing to his assessment, the cooler air is preference and gives reason to snuggle closer should he actually need one. His eyes blink and glance over noting the weight of her arm across him, then they're back toward the sky admiring the enumerable stars.]

Very. [Even without light pollution, he's unable to really pick out where the constellations lay. Still, it's pretty as said spanning across the dark blue skies.]

Might rent a cabin in that case, unless the great outdoors is fine to you.

[At his words she takes a deep breath, and there is a crisp sweetness to the air which makes her smile softly before she rests her cheek against his shoulder and looks up again.]

It is. And it's not too cold or too warm. It's perfect like this.

[She snuggles a bit closer as she says that.]

I'm sure anywhere is fine as long as we're together. [Because he wants to do this again and that's enough to make her smile.]

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