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Grif tilted his head at a sigh that escaped Simmons' lips. "What's the matter? Teacher give you a bad grade?" He teased, fingers wriggling under Simmons hand.
"Oh, haha." Simmons groaned. He scooted closer, leaning his head on his shoulder. "I just can't get rid of this nagging feeling. That someone'a after us." Simmons said pensively.
Grif leaned back, "What?" He asked before laying back on the roof they were sat on.
"Nothing." Simmons sighed and laid back with him. Grif turned onto his side and propped his head onto his hand. "What're you doing?" Simmons asked when Grif started to trace Simmons' freckles. His face got warm.
"Are you blushing? That's so cute." Grif said as Simmons furrowed his brows and huffed. Grif leaned closer and stopped when Simmons stiffened. "Can I kiss you?" He asked, watching the man beside him nod slowly.
Their lips met in the softest kiss they'd had yet. Grif placed his hand on Simmons' cheek, which felt like fire. Simmons' eyes were shut tight, and Grif was smiling into the kiss. When they separated, Simmons looked to brown eyes, he saw his own reflection.
"I'm sorry. What'd I do wrong?" Grif asked worriedly. Simmons didn't realize he was crying. His response was a High pitched sob. "Simmons? Are you ok?" Grif asked, sitting back up and scooting away.
Simmons reached out to him weakly, "I'm sorry!" He cried out, dragging Grif nearer to him. He connected their lips again, Grif widening his eyes. He pulled away and whispered, "I love you." He said, Grif froze pushing Simmons away.
"Y-You do?" Grif exclaimed. "Why would you say that?" He held his head in his hands."
"What?" Simmons asked dumbly.
"I love you too!" Grif said before jumping onto the same balcony that Simmons had snuck onto a few weeks before. Simmons sat there in silence.
Simmons recalled a conversation he had with Donut. "Caboose told me that Grif isn't to keen on feelings." Simmons kept this in mind as he blushed when he realized they'd exchanged, "I love You"'s.
Simmons couldn't be happier.