The pretty, feminine hairstyle she'd given him was obviously wrecked, and in a bit here he was going to have to spend a good five minutes untangling the butterfly clips from it. But for now, he rolled over to drape an arm over Keyleth, letting his head land on her shoulder. "'M perfect," he murmured, practically glowing with it.
God, but it made Keyleth happy to know she'd done something right for Vax. She wound her arm around his waist and snuggled in, kissing his forehead and closed eyelids, unconcerned with the messiness on their skin--it could wait for a minute longer. "You are perfect," she cooed with a happy hum, beaming a smile. "Perfect and all mine."
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