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Y/N's POV

I sat silently, sketching a new idea for a dress in my sketch book.

"That looks amazing." I was startled and jumped a bit at the sound of Horace's voice. "May I?" He extended his hand in the direction of the notebook.

I handed it to him, watching him flip through the pages as he sat next to me.

"These are incredible." He breathed.

Heat rose to my cheeks quickly, "Thank you." I took the book back and glanced up at him.

He returned my gaze, not hesitating to pull my face closer to his gently by my cheek. I didn't pull back and instead leaned into it further. It didn't take long for me to need air, pulling away I felt my face become even warmer, if possible.

"I also happen to think your incredible if you couldn't tell." Horace smiled. It was cheesy, but sweet, I laughed softly at the comment and leaned my head against his shoulder.

"I really like you."

"And I you." He whispered back, looking at me once more and pecking my lips again.

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Sorry about the slow updates recently!