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"Mm... I don't know what I'd do without you..." She rested on hand on the back of his neck, the other ran her fingers through his hair gently.

He nuzzled into her hand, kissing her again. “I… don’t know what I’d do without you either…" He bit his lip, glancing at his lap. “I really don’t know." His hands wrapped tighter around her waist. “I need you so much…"

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"I love you, too." She said in between kisses. "I love you so much."

He blushed, returning every kiss. “I love you too. More than anything."

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"It's okay. Nothing gonna hurt you. They'll have to get through me first." She said softly. "I won't let anything bad happen to you."

He pulled back to look sadly into her eyes. “I love you," he said, “I wish… I could do better for you…." He kissed her gently, cupping her cheek.

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"Are you okay? You keep squirming. Am I too close to you or anything else bothering you?"

He shook his head, his arms tightening around her. “No. No. I’m… fine… Just a little… restless."

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"There's nothing to be sorry for, my sweet heart." She said softly, rubbing his head gently and kissing his cheek.

He stayed still, letting her sooth him. “I’m sorry," he mumbled, not knowing what else to say. He blushed brightly, squirming a bit.

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"That's not true, but I don't feel like protesting anymore than I have to."

He bit his lip, and stayed quiet, not wanting to argue with her. After a long, awkward pause, he said; “I… I’m sorry…" 

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"Oh but you have... Imagine if you weren't there to pretend you were an escort. Where would I be then? Probably dead. You've helped me in more ways than you know."

He grumbled, continuing to shake his head. “You could have gotten by without me… But… But I couldn’t have gotten by without you."

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She rubbed and nuzzled against him. "You're not useless. You're very sweet."

He shook his head. “That doesn’t mean anything. Just because I’m sweet doesn’t mean I’m not useless. I... haven't helped you at all."

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"Then you can. I promise you can, but I don't think I'll be having too many nightmares or anything that causes worry. We'll look out for each other, okay?"

He grumbled, pulling her into his lap, and hugging her close, resting his head on her shoulder. “I… feel so… useless…" he murmured, blushing, and squirming a little.

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"It's fine. Don't you worry about me." She pulled his knees away from his chest gently and crawled closer to him. "I just love you and want to make sure you're okay."

He frowned, pulling her closer to him, kissing her forehead gently. “But… if you can worry about me… then I should be able to worry about you too… I want to make sure you’re okay too…"

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"Ohhh... Don't you worry about me... I've been kept up all night before. I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

He frowned, untangling himself from her. He sat up, bringing his knees to his chest. “You… don’t need to do that for me. You’ve… already done so much for me…"

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She stayed awake the entire night, in case he had nightmares again. Giving him a sleepy smile as he woke up the next morning, she whispered, "Good morning, sweetie."

He noticed the bags under her eyes, and her sleep ridden expression, and gulped. “D- did I… keep you up?" he asked sheepishly.

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Holding a hand to the back of his head gently, she sang soft lullabies, trying to help him sleep.

He made a small, sad noise, nuzzling against her neck. “Thank you," he murmured sleepily, slowly drifting off to sleep again. A… more pleasant sleep… but still tinted with horrors.

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She pressed against him gently. "I love you."

He craned his head up to her neck, and planted a small kiss to the soft skin there. “I love you too," he whispered.

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"You poor thing..." She caressed his hair and lifted his head to look into his eyes. "You've been broken, haven't you? My sweet Amnesia..."

He flinched at her words, pulling his head away. He didn’t say anything, just held her closer, wrapping his legs around hers.

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"You're having awful nightmares. You're saying 'no no no'. Nothing you dream of will ever happen to you. I promise." She rubbed his cheek gently, and gave him a soft kiss.

He returned the kiss, biting his lip when he pulled back, and pressed his head to her chest again. “Oh…" he said simply, holding her tight.

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"Honey..." She shook him a little to wake him. "Honey wake up."

He pressed his head closer to her chest, but opened his eyes at her shake. He whimpered gently, looking up at her, panting. “Wh- wh- what?"

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