“You should let me color yours sometime today. I run my fingers through his fluorescent pink hair. “Mark! I swear if you don’t stop!” He comes back up to my face and kisses my forehead and nuzzles me. “These are my special kissies for you on your birthday though!” He goes down to my stomach and lifts my shirt and raspberries me again, making me almost kick him off the couch from laughing so hard. “NOOOOO!!!! MARK! GODDAMMIT! GAHHHH! THESE AREN’T REAL KISSIES!” I laugh hysterically and scream from the tickles. “Hey now! No tears for my birthday girl! Birthday kissies in order!” He takes his laptop and sets it on the table and crawls on top of me while giving me raspberries all over my neck and cheeks. Thank you so much.” I look at him and he wipes my tears away.
“What do you think?” I start tearing up when I see he wrote me the most beautiful love letter I’ve ever read. I really can’t describe it any more than that.” I rest my head on his shoulder reading what he wrote. He gives me his computer to let me see what he has so far. How do you manage to sit there for hours and just write fanfictions about us like the wind?” I come over and sit by him on the couch. “I have no idea how you do this whole writing thing, Molls. “Thank you Mark.” I still stand there leaning against the wall watching him and smiling, playing with the string from my tea bag. Good thing you woke up shortly after I made you tea.” I blush. I get a tingly feeling whenever he does that. His newly bright pink hair falls in his face and he pushes it back.
I get out of bed and gaze at him from the hallway with my tea in my hand.
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