[Terry has to fight the urge not to immediately reply that he's not, and he goes back to resting his head on Maxxie's shoulder with another sigh. Always uneasy with the compliments, he just doesn't see what other people do.]
[He makes a small noise that indicates he disagrees, but he can't really fight Maxxie on that, can he. It's kind of impossible to tell someone that they have the wrong take on this incredibly subjective thing. So instead Terry cuddles up a little closer (can he even get any closer?) and forces a bit of levity into his voice when he speaks.]
[Maxxie wraps his arms loosely around Terry and pulls him down to the couch on top of him. This is gonna be a full-blown make out and everything regardless of the danger of some other Flashstep walking in.]
[Well okay. He probably should have some objection to this in the name of decency, but Terry really doesn't. He's just happy to be here kissing his boyfriend in the comfort of this semi-public space instead of arguing with Garnet.]
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I really don't get why you think that.
[He did not fight the urge very well.]
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'Cause you are. You're great. You're funny and sweet and cute and you make me happy.
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Weird. I feel the same about you.
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God it almost sounds like we like each other or something.
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Terry... will you be my boyfriend?
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I don't know, Max. What will our bands say?
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Probably that we need to stop snogging in public.
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[Maxxie puts his hands on Terry's waist and leans for a kiss. You know the kind that is the beginning of a good old couch make out.]
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