"I…I know, i’m sorry. I don’t really realize i’m doing it until its too late, its kindof a usual thing for me now. Sometimes i forget i can go to you, and when i do i don’t say anything. Its just hard for me, ya know? I’ve never had anyone to got to before, and half the things i’ve never repeated out loud. But…I’ll try harder, i promise."
She smiles, relaxing against his shoulder. “I’m glad you care so much dolly. Its nice to know you do.” She breathes a sigh of relief, this was a better confrontation than she was used to. “I’ll try to cut back a little bit. Before the wedding and all that. I’ll actually try this time too.” She sighs, “I’ll open up to you, i promise, i’m scared is all. I mean…we have the rest of our lives to learn about each other, right?”
He kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes as she talked. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. To keep Peace in the Valley is gonna be a long trip.” If there was one thing The King hated, it was having to call people out on their behavior. He knew it had to be corrected but he hated how upset it was making her. “I promise, I’ll always be here for you. You don’t ever have to worry about needing a bottle to cry into. I’ll be right there, just give a shout.” The King’s head leaned onto Kay’s, taking a quick wiff of her hair. “I love you.”
Amelia heard the clatters of a battle above her shop. Slowly she crept towards the door keeping her steps light reaching out a hand to pull the hatch shut and be kept secure. Spotting the stranger, she squinted, before hollering.
“You want in or not? I ain’t waiting around to be Mutant stew.”
The King looked at the woman and all but dove into the doorway. He heard the hatch slam shut before he turned around, coughing as he finally had the time to breath deeply. “T-Thank you! I-I had no idea they were coming a-a-a-and suddenly…suddenly there were tons of them a-a-a-a-a-and I had..had no…” He tried to calm down before he could work himself into a panic attack.
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"hmmm, keep the compliments coming doll. I think i can make an exception this time. A rather generous exception.”
“Iffff you got me that dress i wanted too.”
"You….you mean the 400 cap one?”
"O-Of course! Anything for my sweet, caring, generous fiance. Have I told you how much I love you today?”
"Aww, what an awfully sweet thing to say. If you’re trying to butter me up you gotta do way more than that."
"You’re still not getting any until the wedding."
"Now, you can’t think that I’m only complimenting my wonderful, gorgeous, incredible fiance just because I want a little loving?”
"Why don’t I treat you to a night on the town, and we’ll see how the night goes."
"I like that answer, i can let you off the hook this time."
"But i’m still going to go mirror shopping."
"Well, then we’re going to be shopping all day! There’s not a mirror out there that shows how beautiful you are to me."
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"Hmm, well maybe i can buy my own mirror because i certainly never get to use ours!”
"Now why would you be needing to use a mirror? You’re pretty enough as is! Just let me use it all by my lonesome so I can look good enough for you."
"That’s…that looks nice on you…say, which one of my boys gave it to you again?" The King bit his lip as he watched the oversized jacket flop around on the girl. He was curious to see where she got it, but the sight of the ridiculousness sufficed to make his day.
"I’d like to know which one of my boys is running around not properly dressed."