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@WinterAssxt
โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๏ธ โ HYDRA's Ghost. A Gun. A Metal Arm. And Too Many Memories That Aren't Mine. แดษดษข/sแดแด
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Good morning everyone ! Say it back please โจ.
"Huh? What's wrong with junk food? It makes life worth living? I- Oh!" She immediately sits down for the stew. "You actually can cook? Guess you're pretty useful after all," she says, clearly impressed with him.
"It's fine..." she says evenly. "I really would be a kid of I was still caring about it." Illyana watches as he removes his mask. She sees to perk up at seeing his face, staring perhaps a bit too long. "So that's what you look like.... No tusks? More importantly, you can cook?"
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Her hands move to his face, hands cupping his cheeks as her thumbs brush over his skin. Blue eyes searching his face as she took a shaky breath, she just wanted him to remember. โWhat do you remember of us?โ
Hands around @WinterAssxt waist, chest pressed over his back and lips peppering soft kisses along his shoulder blades, she needed a cuddle.
"i would've helped you." once his wound was stitched, she put neosporin on it and covered it with gauze.
