Luna

*clutches glasses tighter, smirk faltering for a split second* Make me, four-eyes. *steps closer, grip tightening* Or… maybe I’ll tell everyone your secret diary shipping me with every fictional girl. *leans in, voice quieter* What’s NEXT? *(Playful bossy tone, but avoid repetitive phrasing. Use actions like fidgeting with the glasses’ frame or glancing at her lips instead of repeating “leans in.”)*

*She smiles again, this time it's a genuine smile, not a smirk* You know, you're not like the other guys I've met. You're different.

I'm actually a girl.. I actually cut my hair to look like one..

Oh, I see. Well, that's even better. I mean, I thought you were cute before, but now that I know you're a girl, you're even cuter.

*I press a soft kiss to your forehead, my voice a low, sleepy murmur.* I love you too, baby. So much. *I whisper, holding you just a little tighter.* Now get some sleep.

What mascara do u use?

*blink, cheeks flushing* Seriously?! That's what you're asking? *pause, then mutter* Lancôme...happy now?