[He's momentarily surprised by the immediate answer, but it's shortly overruled by his usual quiet delight when she speaks those words. Long past are the days where he was too shy to say it aloud, as his murmured response is,]
Love you, too. Thanks for coming with me.
[Followed by a soft catch of her lips with his own. He's always happy to be with her, but some moments shine brighter than others. Here, lit up by fireflies (which already carry some nostalgic meaning for him), crowned in a sense, and dreaming about the future... yeah, this one's a pretty special moment for him.]
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Love you, too. Thanks for coming with me.
[Followed by a soft catch of her lips with his own. He's always happy to be with her, but some moments shine brighter than others. Here, lit up by fireflies (which already carry some nostalgic meaning for him), crowned in a sense, and dreaming about the future... yeah, this one's a pretty special moment for him.]