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She only mimicked his actions, and used his own voice with her telepathy.

‘Like thiiiiiis.’

“I do not look like that.” He laughed and shook his head, before grabbing her hand to tug her down into his lap.

“You’re a nerd.”

throatbit:

“No less or more than my own evils, my dear. Maybe that’s what makes us perfect for each other.”

There was a moment that passed as Louis smiled, watching his partner and he leaned down for a kiss.

Armand returned the kiss, soft and gentle, his eyes sliding shut. When he pulled away, it was with a small, but genuine smile.

“I love you, Louis Pointe du Lac.”

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He just gives her a smarmy, wide smirk.

‘Don’t look at me like that, you dork.’

He batted his eyelashes and only smiled wider.

“Look at you like what?”

throatbit:

“Maybe, maybe not. I cannot be the judge of a past I’ve never witnessed.”

Soft and gentle fingers brushed through Armand’s hair, his eyes full of adoration.

“But take my word for it, Armand. Your virtues are greater than the evil that you believe you have.”

He leaned into the touch, his eyes closing and a soft sigh leaving his lips.

“You’re far too kind to me, Louis. Especially after the evils of mine that you were witness to.”

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Armand’s lips twitched into a small smile, even as he fought the expression to try and remain serious. “No, I’m pretty sure it’s the first one.”

Ah, there’s a bit of the smile Louis fell in love with.

“Perhaps we can agree that you can be both? But I won’t disagree that you’re not wonderful at the same time.”

Now he was only holding the other’s hand, thumb rubbing the back of it and smiling.

“Though I suppose it’s hard to not be bitter with the lives we live.”

“That is true enough. But I’ve always been a bitter and petty little thing.”

Armand leaned in, pressing a kiss to Louis’s cheek.

“And jealousy, well....Perhaps less so now than in the past.”

He smirked and laid back against the arm of the couch.

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