💆♂️ - brushes hair from my muse’s face - to Mitchell
Mitchell flickered his hazel hues shut when Cara had brushed feral black curls that had sprung down, out of his sight, a soft hum had elicited out of him before he gave her a sly smile
“You really gotta stop this” He let out weakly, his voice dying on his tongue “-Gonna get me fallin’ for ya” He joked, though part of it held some sincerity...
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