I just gaped back, but he still stared at me; the only difference was that he looked like he was glowing. It took me a couple of seconds to realize what he actually said, not only patting me on the head for using my words but stating he would use his own. For a second, my mind scoffed, like he never stopped talking at all. But I shook it away; he did try, at least; it felt like he was offering me an olive branch and that I should grab it despite every fiber in my body screaming for me to close my eyes and pretend this wasn't happening.
I didn't notice that I was nodding before I saw him shaking his head,
"Words"
He stated with a firm voice; all the amusement was gone, but there was no anger as he spoke.
"Okay...?"
I knew it was more of a question, but I wanted him to kiss
