She makes another sound, half-voiced like before, but the timbre of it is different. For a moment after the kiss she simply stares at him. Then she smiles, true and warm and not teasing at all, and pushes her hood down so the mistletoe goes with it, out of her face.
Then she steps forward, taking his face gently between her hands and kissing him properly this time.
She loves him. ]
You're still a jerk. [ Is what she murmurs, fond, after the kiss has lingered long enough to make her happy. ]
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She makes another sound, half-voiced like before, but the timbre of it is different. For a moment after the kiss she simply stares at him. Then she smiles, true and warm and not teasing at all, and pushes her hood down so the mistletoe goes with it, out of her face.
Then she steps forward, taking his face gently between her hands and kissing him properly this time.
She loves him. ]
You're still a jerk. [ Is what she murmurs, fond, after the kiss has lingered long enough to make her happy. ]