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"You're in love with the idea of me, not me." "That's not fair, and that's not true," he said "I'm in love with your smile, the way your eyes glimmer in the night and day. The way you get louder and more excited about something you are passionate about. The way you play with my hair. The way you laugh nervously when you're uncomfortable. The way you met all my friends even with your anxiety and p-paro- paro-" he fumbled over his hands and stumbled over his words. "Paroxysmal Supraventricular Tachycardia" I corrected with a grin "Yes, that..I love you. And that won't change." (By the way, this will be set as an x reader point of view but it is an OC I won't be upset if it gets fumbled but try to keep it in mind this is as original as it gets. As far as I'm aware)
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