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“Johnny how do 你 think this looks?” 你 ask, holding up a black dress to you.
“How am I supposed to know?” He groans as he leans on one of the shelves of the department store.
“Well, would I look good in it?” 你 ask, twirling the dress around.
“You’d look good in any clothes, honey.” He smiles at you.
“Any clothes?” 你 ask, scrunching your nose.
“But 你 also look good in no clothes, if that’s what 你 want to know,” he grins at 你 like a little kid. “So could 你 hurry up so I could see my 最喜爱的 outfit on you?”
“Johnny how do 你 think this looks?” 你 ask, holding up a black dress to you.
“How am I supposed to know?” He groans as he leans on one of the shelves of the department store.
“Well, would I look good in it?” 你 ask, twirling the dress around.
“You’d look good in any clothes, honey.” He smiles at you.
“Any clothes?” 你 ask, scrunching your nose.
“But 你 also look good in no clothes, if that’s what 你 want to know,” he grins at 你 like a little kid. “So could 你 hurry up so I could see my 最喜爱的 outfit on you?”
Oh God how was I going to say this.
The rest of my life depended on this.
She was just perfect. In every way possible. She was beautiful. Kind. Sweet. Funny. Understanding. Just (Y/N).
And I needed to tell her.
Tell her how much I needed her, wanted her, and had to have her. It was a feeling beyond comprehension. It was love.
I needed to tell her I loved her.
So here I am, sitting in the lot, looking at the stars with (Y/N). Doing something I 爱情 with the one I love.
I look over at her, her eyes gleaming from the light of the fire.
“(Y/N)?” I ask as I grab her hand.
“Yeah?” She turns to face me.
“I-I think…” I start.
“Just say it,” she smiles.
“I 爱情 you.” I blurt out.
She looks surprised for a second. But then she grins.
“I 爱情 你 too.”
