I would not describe you as rugged, Mister Tealeaf.
[ He's back to chuckling, climbing up to steal kisses as he slumps at his side, wrapping up Molly in his arms. He trails a finger down a cheekbone and jaw, looking him over with an admittedly dopey amount of love. ]
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[ He's back to chuckling, climbing up to steal kisses as he slumps at his side, wrapping up Molly in his arms. He trails a finger down a cheekbone and jaw, looking him over with an admittedly dopey amount of love. ]
Annoyingly beautiful, maybe.