[ his heart is pretty much about to explode from his chest, mostly out of eternal awkwardness and the fact that he has absolutely no idea what he's supposed to do. but he understands her, and he's pretty sure he knows what she's after. and he trusts her. it's a foreign concept to him, but it's the truth. he trusts her, so he bites down, hard, on his own lip, puncturing the already fragile skin. ]
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