[Jacob didn't think he'd ever be happy during a hangover, and yet... Jacob's smiling, and even laughing against his lips. He almost expected to wake up alone. He almost expected to wake up on the train and last night be some fever dream. He can't help it.]
You didn't move, did you? [He says, before leaning to steal another kiss.] I'm not so terrible after all.
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You didn't move, did you? [He says, before leaning to steal another kiss.] I'm not so terrible after all.