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It’s late. Very late.

You should be asleep.

You were asleep. But, unsurprisingly, you couldn’t manage to stay asleep. It’s been a common occurrence for you as of late and try as you might to not mind it, it bothers you. Greatly. 

Because the reason why you can’t sleep is because of him. 

Because of your stupidly self centered ex-boyrfriend. 

Ex. Ex. Ex. 

You have to keep reminding yourself that he’s your ex. 

It’s dumb. You tell yourself that it’s dumb to miss him. To ache at his absence and yearn for is presence. He was an asshole. A self centered jerk that seemed to find immense satisfaction in upsetting you. It seemed like he got some kind of thrill off of making you mad. 

And really, he probably did. 

Touya was weird like that. 

Worse yet though, he seemed to enjoy making you cry even more. 

Your tears, it seemed, gave him some kind of rush. One that could not be beat by seemingly anything else. And really, you tried everything else. 

Still, you miss him. 

You, unfortunately, love that annoying prick…and his dick.

And so the bed feels impossibly big and you feel impossibly small―cold―without him by your side, laying next to you. Holding you as you sleep. 

A sigh escapes your lips and you turn once again, trying to find a comfortable position. It eludes you though, so you toss onto your back and stare up at the ceiling. And as you stare, you can’t help but think of Touya. Wanting―wishing―for him to suddenly appear.

What feels like hours pass with you doing your best to imagine Touya beside you. And just as you feel yourself beginning to enter the depths of sleep, a small creak causes you to grow alert. 

What causes your eyes to snap open is the sensation of a hand covering your mouth. 

Your blood runs cold and your heart beats in your ears.

It’s dark in your bedroom, just the way you like it for bedtime. And with all that’s going on it takes even longer for your eyes to adjust to your surroundings, but when they do they land on a familiar view. 

Icy blue eyes stare back at you.

“You shouldn’t fucking be here.”You say after shoving his hand away from your mouth. You even glare at him, angry and upset.

“Don’t say that, I know you miss me.”

You glare at Touya, wishing that you could make him evaporate with your eyes. “Get out of my fucking apartment.”

“Last I checked, both of our names are still on the lease.”

You flinch at his words but don’t have a rebuttal. Because he’s right. Both of your names are still on the lease. But that didn’t stop him from walking out the door and leaving you here, alone, for months.

It’s not the first time you two have broken up―not even close to it. But it’s the first time that he’s been gone for so long. This time, really, it felt like he meant it. Especially because he hadn’t taken anything of yours. He didn’t take anything of his―nothing besides the absolute essentials―but that was normal. Usual. 

Because whenever Touya left he’d like to take something of yours. To anyone else, it looked as though he’d done it just to fuck with you. He’d take something small. Unconventional. 

Like your keychain. Not your keys. But your keychain.

Or, once, he had taken your chapstick. 

Things like that. But you knew. You both knew what it meant. 

It was a token to remind him of you. And, more than that, it was a sign that he’d be back. Because he always came back. Always.

But this time he didn’t take anything of yours and he was gone for so long. So damn long. 

So you’re angry. You’re pissed. And you’re hurt. You’re so damn hurt that it feels like it’s suffocating you. The pain is strangling you―gripping your throat tight and making it hard to breathe, let alone think. Your hands grip the bedding, but that doesn’t stop them from trembling.

You glare and glare and glare. But no matter how hard you glare, he just won’t disappear from your gaze. 

“Funny, because that didn’t seem to stop you from disappearing.”You finally manage to force out, your words rough and strained. Hoarse. As though you’d been yelling for hours without a break.

But then a large, warm hand settles onto your cold, shaking one. And then the other. And then he’s got you caged. His scent enveloping you―familiar and warm, just like everything else about him. Even worse, you can feel yourself calming down. 

“Sorry, Princess. Let me make it up to you, hm?” 

You should say no. 

You should snatch your hands from his and force him out, the lease be damned. 

But you can’t deny how much you’ve missed him. Missed his touch. You resent that part of yourself, truly. But only for a moment. Because Touya doesn’t wait for you to answer. He just leans in and starts kissing along your neck, rubbing his fingers across your pussy. 

A soft whine leaves your lips as you feel your toes begin to curl from pleasure.  

“It’s almost like you knew I was coming.”He says as he drags his finger along your panties. 

You didn’t. Of course you didn’t, even though you had hoped―deep, deep down―that he’d come. But no, you didn’t. It just so happened that tonight you couldn’t be bothered to put on any actual pajamas. So you decided to sleep in one of his shirts and panties.

And nothing else.

Touya nibbles at your neck, leaving small hickies as he goes. Marking his territory. Like a damned dog. But if he’s a dog, then what are you? Because you love it. Love that he’s claiming you. 

It makes you feel permanent.

“You’re wet already.”He says, the smirk on his face practically audible. But instead of waiting for your reply, he slips his fingers past your panties and brushes them against your bare cunt. “Really fucking wet. Is there something you need to tell me Princess? Is there something you want to confess to Daddy?” 

You squirm against him a bit but it’s half assed. Just for show, really, and that makes Touya highly amused. 

He thought he’d get more fight. More argument. He thought you would do more to rebuke his touches, yet here you are, barely even pushing against him. So either you’re stupidly weak, or you’re enjoying this. 

And you both know which one is the truth. 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”You say, avoiding his gaze. 

Touya chuckles at your piss poor attempt at lying. You’re so fucking wet that it is rather easy for him to slip a finger inside of you. 

And that causes you to moan like a desperate, horny slut―your back arching off of the bed as you do so.

“Oh come on Princess, don’t lie to me. I can feel how wet you are.” 

You still avoid his gaze and this time you don’t respond at all. Your mouth is clamped shut but it’s hard to believe you when you’re panting like a fucking bitch in heat. 

“You don’t want to be honest?”Touya asks, pinching at your clit. “Fine by me. But that’s not going to stop me from getting exactly what I want.” 

He pulls your panties off and tosses them off to the side before he's settling himself between your soft, trembling thighs. One kiss. Then two. Then three. Then so many you lose count. His lips cover your skin, causing heat to spread from the contact spot all the way up to your head. 

Everything feels so hot. 

Too hot.

But it feels good. So damn good. 

“Such a pretty pussy, baby. My favorite treat.”

Your cunt is sloppy. Wet. And with just a simple touch of his warm breath, it clenches and trembles.

It needs to be filled.

“What a slutty little cunt,”He says, the softness in his voice swiftly transforming into unbridled lust. And then he licks up the length of your pussy. 

That’s all you need to fall apart at the seams.

“Daddy.”You cry out as Touya spreads your legs even further apart.. You can’t help but reach out and grab Touya’s hair, pressing his face into your pussy. “G-Good. So good.” 

Touya suckles on your clit, rolling his tongue around the sensitive bud and licks along your folds, lapping up your wet cunt. And then, as he gorges himself on your pussy, you pull on his hair.

He smirks when your mouth drops open and your hips lift from the bed once again. 

You’re so wet. Unbelievably wet. And you hate it. You hate how you just know that this is stroking his ego. But it’s hard to complain when it feels so damned good. He clamps his mouth down onto your wet cunt and sucks in your clit, rolling the sensitive bud along his tongue while the tip eagerly flicks at it. 

You writhes within his grasp, but that only eggs him on―urging him to drive you even crazier. Then he thrusts a long, thin finger inside of you making you cry out pathetically. Your entire body shudders and as Touya eats your pussy, tears begin to stream down your face. 

His tongue licks a stripe up your pussy and that is what causes you to go silent. Your mouth hangs open and your hips jerk forward. The action is purely by accident but Touya takes it in stride, burying his face deeper and suckling your clit into his mouth. 

“Daddy.”You cry out, “M-More. Give me more.” 

It's then that he stops his ministrations and looks up at you, pulling his fingers out and wearing that annoying, infamous smirk of his. “And here I thought you’d play pretend all night. Cause me to force it out of you. You’re no fun, Princess. You know how much I just love toying with you.”

His words cause your heart to beat into your throat. 

You do. 

You know how much he loves toying with you.

And you hate it. You never did like how he tossed you around. How he responded to your feelings based solely on how he was feeling in that moment. So at that, you stop grinding into Touya’s face. 

“Get away from me.”You croak out, trying to sound serious despite how easily you were falling apart just a second ago.

Despite your words, he leers at you.

Touya, clearly, finds your attempt to put your foot down adorable. 

He leans in and licks up into your cunt as his hands spread your lips open wider. Mewls fall from your lips and your hips stutter. You writhe beneath Touya but despite doing your best to stay firm and unaffected, your body trembles as it becomes clear that you’re close to your first orgasm of the night.

Yet he doesn’t let up. He doesn’t stop. He slips two fingers back into your cunt, thrusting them over and over again as he gorges himself on your pussy.

“I―”You whimper, slapping your hand over your mouth when you realize just what’s come out of your mouth. And just how loud you’re being. But Touya’s sucking on your clit and fucking his fingers into your sloppy hole and your mind is just drawing up a blank. 

You immediately snap back into focus when he slaps you on the wet cunt harshly, causing you to jump. “You better open that pretty mouth of yours or else I’ll make this so much worse for you. I want to hear you.” 

Your head is buzzing. Your body is tingling. 

Your pussy hurts but it’s not painful. It hurts, but you don’t hate it. No, in fact, you love the way it stings and you know that he knows that. Even more, it feels like electricity is pumping through your veins. You can’t think. Can’t focus. 

But then there’s a voice in your head that says shh, it’s fine. there’s no need to worry. And that voice sounds an awful lot like Touya. 

Yet you listen to it. 

You calm down. 

And your head grows even foggier and your train of thought runs off of its track.

“I’m sorry Daddy,”You cry out as tears continue slipping down your face. And then you bite into your lip when Touya stabs into your g-spot. You don’t stop yourself from being loud anymore, and Touya, of course, is incredibly pleased. “Daddy―Wanna cum. Can I cum? Please?” 

Your pussy clenches around Touya’s fingers and your muscles tense. Your hands both reach down into Touya’s hair, gripping his silky tresses but you don’t grind into his face. In fact it is Touya that pushes his face even deeper between your legs. 

“Go ahead baby, cum for me.”He says, resurfacing momentarily.

“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you, Daddy. Thank you.”You chant as you cry out, your moans climbing higher and higher. 

Your orgasm crashes into you, your legs tighten around Touya. Your body surges forward until you’re practically bent over him too, but you can’t help it. You can’t help the way your muscles tense and your body contorts. 

As your orgasm subsides, you pant for air. 

Touya sits up, doing nothing for the slick wetness on his face. There’s an annoying, shit eating grin on his face.

“Okay,”You say, trying your best to reign in your emotions. “Now get the fuck out.”

The smile doesn’t fall from his lips. Instead he begins rubbing his hands up and down your thighs. “You don’t really want me to leave.”

“I don’t? Because I could’ve sworn I just told you to leave.”

The smile falters a bit.

“Princess, you don’t really mean that.”

“Actually, Touya, I think I fucking do.”

His hands stop caressing your thighs. In fact, he grips your thighs. Tightly. It kind of hurts, but you don’t mind. The way his brow twitches in irritation is soothing enough. 

“Y/N, baby, you’re not serious. I know you’re not.”

You manage a dry, unimpressive guffaw. Your legs press closed and you sit up properly, so that he is no longer towering over you. “Get. The fuck. Out.”

And then you kick him. He wasn’t expecting that, so the kick knocks him off the bed. And just when he manages to stand up, ready to climb back onto the bed, you’re off the bed and pushing him toward the bedroom door. 

“I’m not leaving y/n.”

“Really? Because I think you fucking are!”

You keep pushing him, forcing him further and further back until he’s out the bedroom. You keep going. You keep pushing. 

And pushing. 

And pushing. 

Until you two are right by the front door.

Finally, just as you try to push him out the door, he steadies himself and keeps you from forcing him out. 

Truthfully, you’re surprised that you’d gotten this far. That you managed to push him all the way to the front door. Touya is taller. Taller than you. And though he’s lean, he’s most certainly very muscular. Very strong. 

He was letting you push him. 

You know that. There’s no way you wouldn’t be able to know that.

Still, you try to push him again. 

He doesn’t budge. 

In fact, he closes the door and steps around you. So now you’re stuck between him and the door. 

That doesn’t stop you from trying. From trying to push him again. To push him as hard as you can. 

But again, he doesn’t budge. 

“Are you done now?”He asks, staring directly into your eyes.

You don’t answer though. Instead you keep trying. Over and over again, you try to push Touya with all your might. He doesn’t budge one bit and that frustrates you, spurring you on to continue pushing him. 

But soon your shoving turns to hitting. 

You’re hitting his chest as hard as you can. Over and over.

The fight within you is dying. In fact, it died the moment he managed to swap your positions and close the door. Still, you had to try. You did. You had to prove to him―prove to yourself―that you weren’t just a doormat. 

That he couldn’t just walk all over you.

Your arms begin to slow and soon your wrists are being held snugly by his large, warm hands.

You look down at them. At your wrists. At the way his long, thin, beautiful fingers wrap around your wrists.

“Are you done?”He asks again, still looking straight at you.

Finally you look back at him. Into his warm, deep eyes.

You don’t say anything. You just nod your head. 

And then Touya grabs your chin and pulls you in for a kiss. As he works your mouth open, slipping his tongue into your mouth, you throw your arms around his neck and hop into his arms. He pushes you firmly against the front door, but you don’t mind it one bit as you find yourself getting drunk on him.

His hands grip you tightly as he begins carrying you back to the bedroom. You’re uncaring as you kiss, not even blinking when you manage to knock things off of the wall and off of shelves. Your movements are chaotic but things can be cleaned up later. The desire—no, the pure instinct takes over telling you to hurry. More touching. More tasting. More pleasure. More bliss. 

But kissing and groping is only doing so much. More. You both need more. So much more. So you make your way to the bed. 

Touya drops you softly onto the bed yet you don’t let him go. It’s not just that you don’t want to. You can’t. But then he is grabbing onto your hands and pulling them away from him. He moves away from you, but only doing so to strip down. Once he’s nude, Touya rubs his hard cock along your wet folds. 

It’s enough to cause you to let out a choked moan and even Touya, himself, can’t help the groan that leaves his lips. It is music to your ears. Like nothing you’ve ever heard and you want more of it. More of him.

“Wait. Touya―”

Touya pays you no mind, instead thrusting deep inside of you, cutting you off and shutting you up all in one go. 

You weren’t going to ask him to stop. You just wanted to savor the moment for one brief second. But he’s impatient and you don’t mind. Not one bit.

He rocks his hips into him slowly at first, letting you get used to his size. He watches the way your mouth falls open and his eyes flutter shut briefly. He’s very clearly enjoying this, but he has no plans to fuck you soft and slow. 

Once you begin letting out moans, Touya smirks and pulls almost completely out of you only to thrust back in. The sound of your skin meeting each other is loud. 

But certainly not louder than the gasp you let out. 

That causes Touya’s smirk to deepen. 

He repeats the action once again, fucking into you deep and rough. 

“You like that, huh? Bet you love the way my cock feels.”Touya says, but he doesn’t expect a reply. 

Instead he picks up his pace a bit, fucking into you just a bit faster and as you moan and whine beneath him, he reaches down and pulls the shirt off of your body―yanking it until you begin helping him. 

Finally, you breasts are free and Touya can’t help but to lean down and suck on your nipples. 

He worships your tits, taking his time as he toys with your nipples. He bites the sensitive buds, rolling them between his teeth and sucking on them until they’re pert and sensitive. He doesn’t stop until you are whining and thrashing about beneath him, but even then Touya leaves hickies all along your tits. 

All the while he doesn’t relent in his brutal pace, fucking you like the perfect cocksleeve that you are. 

Your cunt clenches around Touya’s cock with every thrust and your nails dig into his back. 

Poor you, all you can do is take the brutal fucking. Your voice gets high and higher as Touya fucks you and now you can’t help but leave scratches along Touya’s back. 

“Louder Princess, Daddy wants to hear you. Wants to hear your pretty, slutty moans. Want you moan for me. You wanna be a good girl, don’t you?” 

And like a good, obedient slut you nod your head. 

Because you do. You want to be good for him. 

Your legs tremble and your back arches off of the chair. You twitch and let out muffled groans while you cant your hips up to meet every one of Touya’s ruthless thrusts. 

“Such a good little whore, aren’t you? Taking my cock so well. No one can fuck you like I can y/n.”Touya says confidently. “But you already know that, don’t you? That’s why you’re so obedient. So good for me, isn’t it?” 

You nod your head as you squeeze your eyes shut, desperate to keep your orgasm at bay but  but finding it hard to because Touya is fucking you so well. 

You’re a loud little slut. 

Touya grabs your right leg and pushes it up toward your shoulder, using this new angle to ram into your g-spot. The way you cry out in pleasure has Touya grinning a wide, satisfied smile. 

“Please. I—”You say, whimpering as you feel your muscles tense once again. 

Drool flows from your open mouth and your eyes cross again, your words dissolving into useless babbling. 

“Gonna cum for me, hm?”Touya asks you and when you can only whimper in response, he laughs. He thumbs your clit, flicking the sensitive bud in time with his thrusts.

He pulls all the way out of you and rests his wet dick on your aching clit. “If you wanna cum you better ask Daddy for permission.” Then, all of a sudden, Touya stops. 

Instead he starts playing with your nipples again, pinching and twisting them.

Your mouth falls open but no words come out. Well, nothing intelligible anyway. A series of moans and blabberings fall out of your mouth. You can tell that you’re not making sense—can hear yourself—but the way your pussy clenches and your muscles twitch lets Touya know that you can’t help it.

The way Touya won't let up on teasing your clit. The way he won't stop playing with your sensitive nipples. Your cunt continues to leak as it grips around nothing, begging to be filled once again. 

It’s all too much and you are so close to falling apart.

But, just like before, you feel a need to prove yourself. To prove that you won’t follow his every whim. That you have some kind of backbone. So you refuse to respond. You close your lips tightly and stare back at him defiantly. 

“Guess you don’t wanna cum then….” 

Your eyes widen and tears form at the corners. You grip Touya’s shoulders tightly to keep him from moving away. Touya fucks you so well—makes you feel so good. You don’t want him to leave but you don’t want to give in.

“C’mon, y/n. Tick. Tock. Either give in your cum by yourself.”

You take a brief moment to look at him. Really look at him. 

It’s not beyond Touya to leave you to your own devices. But you also know that he wants this just as much as you do. His panting breath and shuddering body is evidence enough. But even if that didn’t convince you, the look in his eyes surely does. 

He looks absolutely ravenous. 

Like he wouldn’t mind swallowing you whole.

And you want every bit of it.

“Please Daddy, please let me cum. Wanna feel good. Want you to make me feel good.” 

You can tell by the look on his face that he’s pleased. Beyond pleased. 

He thrusts back into you, ramming his cock straight into your gspot. One hand plays with your sensitive nipples and the other plays with your equally sensitive clit. It causes you to cry even more and that makes Touya smirk. 

The words “ please ” and “ Daddy ” are the only things distinguishable but Touya knows that that’s the best you can do. That, amidst your cloudy mind, you can’t muster up anything else. Touya can’t help but take pity on his mindless, pretty little slut.

He angles his dick and thrusts back into you, knocking the air out of you as he does so. 

Touya wipes the fallen tears from your face and coos at you, “S’okay baby. I’m here. I know that this stupid little brain of yours can’t do anything without me. I’ve got you.”

More senseless yapping comes out but Touya doesn’t pay it any mind as he lets himself get lost, once again, in your intoxicating cunt. As he brings you closer to orgasm, your pussy grips him tighter and tighter, already trying to milk him for everything he’s got. Both hands grip your waist bruisingly, but you don’t mind one bit. 

Besides, judging by the look on his face he is relishing in the way your cunt has a vice grip on his cock while it trembles. 

Your back arches off the bed—your nails clawing at Touya’s back and shoulders once again. You’re getting loud. Very loud.

But that’s okay, it just shows how much of the perfect little slut you are for him and his cock. 

Sobs wrack your body as your pussy gushes while your muscles jerk and twitch. Your sloppy pussy grips Touya tightly but to keep your orgasm at bay, you bite down onto his shoulder.

“Tell me, who owns this pussy?”

Your head is cloudy. Foggy. Your mind is a mess and your teeth are digging into his shoulder. Not deep enough to draw blood, but certainly enough to leave a mark. Good, you think. But that’s all you can think. 

You don’t respond fast enough for Touya though, who retaliates with another vengeful thrust. “I said, who owns this pussy?” 

“You. You own my pussy.”You finally answer, relinquishing his shoulder from your jaw.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You. I only belong to Daddy.”

Touya thrusts deep inside of you, filling you so completely that his cock bulges from your stomach. It feels good—so fucking good. You feel like you’re on cloud nine. 

The pleasure is contagious because he moans right along with you. 

He doesn’t relent. He doesn’t stop fucking you. Doesn’t test you anymore. Doesn’t make you answer any useless questions that he already knows the answer to. Instead, he continues to drive his cock deep into your cunt, stabbing into your gspot over and over again melodious moans from the both of you fill the room. 

He leans in and captures a bouncing tit in his mouth, sucking and nibbling on your nipple

“You’ve been so good for me baby. I bet you wanna cum so bad, huh?”Touya says as he detaches his lips from your tit. “Go ahead darling. I know you want to. Show Daddy how pretty you look while creaming on my cock.”

And that’s all it takes. 

As soon as he gives his permission, your muscles seize, locking him in place. Your vision goes white, for a brief moment, before all you’re is seeing stars. Your sensitive, abused cunt cums all over Touya and his cock. 

Then you feel the strength leave every muscle in your body but rather than completely deflating, you feel your stomach stir and tingle. It’s the way Touya continues to fuck into you though, stabbing into you tired, sensitive pussy. 

Your teeth dig into your bottom lip, trying to force down the whimper that falls from your lips anyway. “No more.”You whine. “Daddy, please. No more.”

“Just a little more, baby. Just a little more.” 

Your hands slip down his shoulders. You no longer have the strength to grip his shoulders so instead they dangle limply from Touya back as another orgasm hits you. This one is small—pitiable and pathetic. It hurts a bit but you love it. 

You love the pain and ride out your orgasm tiredly, but happily.

“Are you on birth control?”Touya asks you, gritting out the answer as his strokes become a tad bit sloppier. 

“N-No.”You answer, stuttering your response as you already know where this is going. Your heart flutters as you feel his cock twitch inside of you. You can't help but patiently wait for that moment. And then it comes.

Touya smiles at that and thrusts deep inside of you, cum shooting from his dick and painting your insides white. He dumps a load of cum into your fertile womb without so much as a warning. 

Beneath him, you whimper and squirm, but you don’t object to it. In fact, your cunt spasms around and grips his cock, obediently milking him.

Finally, Touya leans down and kisses you. 

The kiss is soft and first and for a moment you relish in the softness. In his sweetness. It’s like he pours all of his feelings into the kiss. And you, beyond ecstatic, return it with eagerness. 

But then he trails his lips down, covering your neck in more hickies. He’s staking his claim and he’s proud when his perfect little slut doesn’t object. Of course you don’t. And of course you welcome it.

It’s only when Touya has covered your neck in a ridiculous amount of hickies that he lets up.

He pulls out of you and watches as his cum begins to spill out, only to the scoop it up and force it back inside of you.

“You look so pretty being filled with my cum.”

He says it softly, more so to himself than anything. So you don’t respond. You just watch him watch your cunt. And then finally he lets his cum spill out of you without forcing it back inside. 

He doesn’t move, though. He just sits back on his hands, causing the two of you to stare at each other in silence. And then, because you just can’t take it anymore, you pat the spot next to you. 

Touya doesn’t move at first and your heart leaps into your throat. 

“Please.”You whisper, hoping that he doesn’t turn you down. 

But he doesn’t. Instead, he crawls over and lays down next to you. 

You pull the comforter over the two of you and lay there. At first, it’s a bit awkward. But then he pulls you into him and wraps his arms around you. So you rest your head on his shoulder. 

“You didn’t stop when I told you to.”You say, finally breaking the silence.

“Because I knew you didn’t really want me to.”

And he’s right. You didn’t. Despite your words you didn’t want him to stop. But you don’t like that he knows that.

“I hate you.”You whisper.

“Do you?”

Your lips quiver and your eyes burn. “No,”You can’t help but croak out. 

And you hate that you don’t. You hate that you love him. But what you hate most is that you’re letting him back in again. That you’re so weak to him. 

He presses a kiss to your temple and pulls you in even closer. “I’m sorry, y/n.”

You know that he is. You know that he’s sorry. But you also know that he’ll eventually leave again. And you know that when he eventually returns, you’ll take him back. You two go in circles. Constantly. But―

“I love you.”You whisper, your voice shaky and watery with unshed tears.

He doesn’t answer back. Instead, he pulls you in closer―impossibly close―and kisses you on your temple.

And you know. You know that he loves you right back.