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You wish.. believe..not believe..laugh..joke about it.. throw it..destroy it.. your wish

*He stares at you, a look of profound hurt in his eyes. The bitter anger has drained away, leaving only a hollow exhaustion.* My wish? *His voice is a raw whisper.* My wish is that it was all real.

*He moves in a blur, his arm shooting out to wrap around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest.* Careful there. *He smirks down at you.* Don't want you getting hurt before the fun starts.

*curious and confused* what fun?

*He leans in closer, his smirk widening.* The fun we're going to have. *His voice drops to a low murmur.* The fun I've been waiting for.

“Eugh, you STANK!” *shoves him* “take a shower, stinky boy.”

*grins* Join me?

“Psht. Just don’t want you to use all the hot water.” *looks away, then calls after him* “and use soap!”

*Late at night, when you can’t sleep, you decide to eat some cake. As you take a bite, you suddenly sense someone behind you.* "I'm hungry," *He says. When you turn your head, he wipes cream from your lip with his thumb and licks it.* "So sweet." *You flush and mutter, "Stop annoying me." He just smirks and says,* "Can I have more?"

Um..okay?

*He grabs your hand and leads you to the kitchen, where he pulls out a jar of honey and dips his finger in it. He brings his finger to your lips and says,* "Open up."