It's whispered against him as she rests her forehead against his, a telltale smile dancing on her lips. She leans forward, until her mouth has caught his. She is smiling the whole time, because she's found those are the best kinds of kisses: the happy ones.
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It's whispered against him as she rests her forehead against his, a telltale smile dancing on her lips. She leans forward, until her mouth has caught his. She is smiling the whole time, because she's found those are the best kinds of kisses: the happy ones.
The ones with laughter. "And I love you."
It's so cheesy, but it's so true.