Jules' pov
"You're cute." Blaze finally commented after a few minutes and I blinked in confusion, that was the last thing I expected him to say. We had just been talking about how I never want him to ever consider dying in my place an option and he was talking about how cute I am minutes later.
As if reading my mind, he brushed my hair out of my face, palm grazing my cheek as he continued. "That you think you'd be able to stop me if I ever chose to do that. It's very cute. You're so cute, bunny."
I spluttered, blinking again. "Blaze!" I called out just as he rolled his eyes before his arms slid around my body. He rolled out of the bed and got to his feet, picking me up as he moved and I squealed for a moment before grasping his shoulders even though I was certain he'd never drop me.
