❝ T R A P P E D ❞
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Of course I recognize you, you idiot— get off of me! I can’t— [/he groans slightly as he tries to turn around to hug you properly, wanting nothing more than to just wrap his arms around your frame and never let you go again] I can’t believe you’re here! Let me hold you.
{/only makes himself all the heavier when you tell him to get off, grinning smugly as he presses a kiss to your cheekbones} I don’t want to get off, I’m just fine like this! Actually, this is better than owning a bed, I think I will stay like this for a bit.