Bella raised her hand to swat away his finger and pouted, "Of course! You’re so great, and so many people like you. It would be strange if I didn’t worry, right?"
Seeing her cute, jealous expression, Damian’s eyes flashed with amusent.
Bella glared at him, her face puffing up like a round little bun, "Don’t laugh at my pettiness!"
Damian poked her cheek and said, "The phone is right in your hand. If you want to look, no one’s stopping you."
"Huh? Really... Can I really look?" Bella, given permission to look, felt a bit embarrassed.
"Don’t you want to see?" Damian raised his eyebrow.
Bella chuckled, her cheeks turning a bit red, "Then I’ll really take a look."
Without objecting, Damian watched Bella unlock the phone with nervous anticipation and opened the unread ssages, finding they were all greeting ssages. Who knows how long they’ve been piling up, with many showing multiple unread ssages from the sa number.
Bella scrolled through, discovering they’re almost all these unread ssages. Only two numbers had been read: one labeled as her old number, Acker the Puppy, and another labeled as Little Sister, which should be Bella’s number.
Bella clicked in to see that only ssages from Bella were sent without any replies from Damian.
"Damian, you don’t reply to ssages?" Bella looked up at him.
Damian, hearing this, shifted his gaze from the book to her, "Texting is a hassle."
Typing each character is both troubleso and ti-consuming, better to just call directly.
Bella clicked into the ssages she previously sent, noticing he had replied to each one, even if it was just "Mm," "Okay," or "Got it," a reply is still a reply.
Bella proudly lifted the phone to show him, "See, you replied to my ssages."
Feeling like she’d received so special privilege, she showed off the phone, her eyes curved into crescent shapes with delight.
Damian returned his gaze to the book and said indifferently, "That’s because if I don’t reply, you’ll just send lots of ssages."
Really? Bella rolled her eyes thinking about it, maybe it was true.
There seed to be a ti when Damian didn’t reply to her ssages, and she sent more than ten in a row. But that was definitely just a prank, right?
Feeling a bit guilty, Bella chuckled twice, then turned to nestle into his arms, pouting stubbornly, "I don’t care! You replied to my ssages, so you did! No take backs!"
Since she felt happy, why would he disagree?
Damian slightly turned to place the book on the bedside table and took the phone from her hand, saying, "Ti to sleep. If you don’t sleep, you won’t wake up in the morning."
"Alright." Bella obediently snuggled into his arms and closed her eyes.
Damian turned off the overhead light, leaving only the night light, and lay down.
"Damian..." Bella nestled in his arms, half-hugging his waist, and gently rubbed her head against him, saying softly, "Damian, I really feel so lucky."
After all that wandering, they almost never t again, but surprisingly ended up together.
Those past sorrows and tears, in hindsight, still made Bella’s heart flutter.
Damian gently patted her back to soothe her, "Sleep."
"Mm." Bella held him tightly, finally sleeping peacefully.
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