[More pouting!!! And that bubble is almost the size of a balloon now, and when he shifts it behind her, it pops with a soft splash down her back, making her spine snap straight with a gasp.]
I wasn't thinking about them until you brought up dreams...! You were the one who said it first.
[Oh no, her face is so red now it feels like it might actually pop like one of the many red bubbles that start to block their lines of vision between each other—]
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No.
[And she sounds absolutely sure of herself because she is.]
I think any time spent with you is special. Even when it's just cooking or running the café...
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[A wry grin as he nuzzles her.]
I think you just want more dates.
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Is that such a crime!? To want more dates with my husband?
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[More fake pouting, but ah... why are there so many pink hearts all of a sudden? It's like a small eruption of them out of thin air...]
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Do I need to start entering your dreams, too?
[Just a very low whisper into her ear.]
Play out those little fantasies of yours...?
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Well... I wouldn't say no to more time...
[She feels her face immediately warm, her cheeks turning as red as the hearts—]
Ah! What the...!?
[—that very suddenly erupt in what little space between them, almost completely consuming Tifa in the process.]
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Thinking about something, wife?
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[There are so many of them now that some aren't even popping the moment that she touches them but rather, they start to mold together—]
They're getting bigger...!
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I wasn't the one who thought about questionable fantasies.
[Not helping.
But okay he will try to help push the heart above and behind them, which is why he moved so there could be more room to do so.]
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I wasn't thinking about them until you brought up dreams...! You were the one who said it first.
[Still, she's scooting her chair closer again.]
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What other "fantasies" are there, hm?
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[Innocent smile.]
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[She blows one of those smaller red bubbles at him, and it pops against his nose.]
You have plenty too, don't you?
[Not so innocent ones.]
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[His hearts are all pink.]
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She's totally not trying to now and will innocently pick up her crepe to resume eating.]
You seem to enjoy them just as much.
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[A small poke to one of the hearts that float by.]
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What about them is unusual...?
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[Just a drawn out voice as he watches those red hearts appear again.]
I've noticed a pattern about these hearts.
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[Her pout is distorted by one of the larger bubbles that comes up between them.]
Every time you say something to me, they appear. Which means... this is your fault.
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I didn't say that. [She glances at him through the corner of her eye.] Why, is that the "pattern"?
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[A playful gleam because they both know how well he can be silent.]
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[Is she calling his bluff? Absolutely. Bring it on, she says, as she already is taking a big bite of her crepe.]
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