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Give me more of Person A nuzzling into Person B's neck because they're cold and tired, and Person B m e l t i n g.
Give me more slow dancing with no music, arms wrapped tightly around each other, breaths mingling.
Give me more of Person A playing with Person B's fingers because they're bored, tracing the skin, examining the scars.
Give me more soft kisses, lips barely touching, just chaste little things that leave both parties irrationally breathless.
Give me more humming in the kitchen, making brownies at 3 AM for no reason at all.
Give me more holding hands, that simple act nearly overwhelming one or both of them, thumbs stroking over knuckles, fingers interlacing.
Give me more of Person A helping Person B with simple tasks, like brushing their hair, or putting on jewelry, where it's obviously an excuse to be close to each other, but neither are complaining.
Give me more picking out baby names, painting nurseries, and cradling their children.

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