"Owowowow," he overexaggerated when she grabbed his cheeks and said her part with her usual, enthusiastic optimism. Sougo furrowed his brows. How did he retaliate that? How did he crush her bright burning spirit right now when she sounded so sure and positive they were going to survive this together? He supposed he could allow her to live in the illusion. (Part of him must be going soft).

"Alright, fine," he reluctantly agreed, drawing back and sinking wearily onto the blankets. Sougo scooted so he could rest his head on her lap, laying on his back and looking up at her. "But I think you should at least let me get to second base -- you know, just in case you're wrong. All the way wouldn't hurt anything either, but I know that's a no-go. Maybe third base?"

He always had to push it with Lucy simply because she was so easy to rile up. He didn't actually expect her to agree (he wouldn't argue if she did!) but this was the girl who was stingy with kisses. Psh, her whole ten a day rule. Or was it five? He couldn't remember.