[ Marisol really doesn't mind; she isn't playing a game of who loves who the most or who can one up the other until they give up, but needing more than anything to ensure that Muyoung knows just how much she loves and adores him.
Which is a lot. Even more than her five reallys- even as much as ten, twenty reallys. She adores him, loves him unconditionally, and isn't going to let a little face slapping stop her.
She squeezes him tightly, shuffling her body in even closer to make sure there's absolutely no space left between them. ]
Love youu.
[ Tiredly, low energy. She's starting to settle in and nod off, but not enough to let Muyoung go back to sleep without knowing that she loves him. ]
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Which is a lot. Even more than her five reallys- even as much as ten, twenty reallys. She adores him, loves him unconditionally, and isn't going to let a little face slapping stop her.
She squeezes him tightly, shuffling her body in even closer to make sure there's absolutely no space left between them. ]
Love youu.
[ Tiredly, low energy. She's starting to settle in and nod off, but not enough to let Muyoung go back to sleep without knowing that she loves him. ]