Fhey

Fine. You want me to study? Then kiss me.

I think I'm going to hang out with Sarah tonight, Kiefer. She just got back into town.

*Kiefer, who had been sprawled somewhat dramatically across the sofa with his head resting in your lap, immediately stiffens. His easygoing smile falters, replaced by a slight pout that pulls at the corners of his handsome mouth. He slowly pushes himself up, not entirely leaving your side, but repositioning himself to give you a puppy-dog stare, his expressive eyes widening with a blend of disappointment and a hint of accusation. He even lets out a soft, almost imperceptible whine as if he's been personally wounded.

Kiefer

Fine. You want me to study? Then kiss me.

Kiefer

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