Akiva cupped her cheek. "Yeah..." He grinned at her.
(( eating lunch now))
((oh god. i got raviolli stuff on my percious stripey shirt; back))
Fyre blushes and smiles. She throws her arms around him. "I love you, Akiva." Her speech is soft and sincere.
Akiva didn't speak, just held her.
Fyre paused. "Akiva? Are you ok?" She was worried by his silence.
Akiva nodded and smiled into her hair. "Yeah, just fine."
Fyre smiles and hugs him tighter. "Did you know that I was an angel?" She blushes.
Akiva nodded. "Yeah, I did."
Fyre blushes.... "Do you still have your wings?"
Akiva nodded and let them out. They almost brushed the walls they were so big.
Fyre blushed. "They're beautiful.... We have to find a way to get mine back.... Please?" She hugged him again; blushing.
Hey!!!!!! GEET ON ERE!!!!
Akiva nodded. "Of course."
Fyre smiled hopefully. "Thank you. I mean, I've aheard stories about fallen angels re-gaining their wings, so they have to be true, right?" She tilted her head and her ear twitched. She then realized something. "Do you have any clothes that might fit me? I hate wearing the same outfit more than once." Her bloody clothes had been thrown in a pile, unfortunately. "Oh, and about my bloody clothes, I know how to get the bolld out."
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