[Only not so long ago, it seemed like Bruce still had to look up at her to meet her gaze. Now, the situations were reversed, and...for some reason, he still felt like he was looking up at her. Just not physically.]
[Then he blinked, and her hands were in his hair, and he had to pull back before freeing himself. Not before the damage was done, however. And he...pouted.]
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[Then he blinked, and her hands were in his hair, and he had to pull back before freeing himself. Not before the damage was done, however. And he...pouted.]
Hey!
What was that for?