[ he doesn't hate it at all. there is nothing to hate about this dress. he doesn't know what to say about it for the moment. instead, he stares, eyes widened slightly and desperately trying not to bite his lip.
when he realizes he's just been staring at her, he finally shakes himself free and steps back closer, letting his fingers trail down one of her arms until he can snag two of her fingers with his. ]
You look beautiful. [ of course she does. ] You're stunning.
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[ he doesn't hate it at all. there is nothing to hate about this dress. he doesn't know what to say about it for the moment. instead, he stares, eyes widened slightly and desperately trying not to bite his lip.
when he realizes he's just been staring at her, he finally shakes himself free and steps back closer, letting his fingers trail down one of her arms until he can snag two of her fingers with his. ]
You look beautiful. [ of course she does. ] You're stunning.
[ and that's that. ]