Hell hath no lungs like Hatty

Smiling wider, Cyzarine set the basket down and went to sit next to him on the bed. "Love you!" she sang, resting her head on his shoulder.

Demyx smiled and put his guitar down, pulling Cyzarine into his lap. "Love you more!"

Cyzarine let out a small squeak as she was pulled into his lap, blushing as she realised what had happened. "Nu-uh! You know how to win!" she whined playfully.

Demyx smiled. "I know! Therefor I win." His smile grew.

Cyzarine smiled as well. "Nu-uh!" she cried again, tone as playful as before. "I won't let you!"

"Well I do so." Demyx stuck his tongue out at her childishly.

Cyzarine giggled. "Do not! I love you more!" she rpelied, her giggles increasing.

Demyx grinned. "No, I love you more! I. Love. You. More!" He cried, kissing her in between each word.

Cyzarine bit her lip to stop herself from bursting out laughing. They were actually having a play-fight over who loved the other more. It was too good to be true.

Demyx noticed her attempting to contain laughter and grinned. "What's the matter Cyzie?" He asked, his tone slightly teasing but still loving.

Cyzarine shook her head, once again unable to speak due to giggles. Part of her wanted to kiss Demyx again, but the more sensible (...) part of her brain was reminding her that first she had to regain control of her giggling.

Demyx smiled and kissed her on the nose. She was cute(er) when she giggled.

Cyzarine smiled wider again, her giggles starting to subside at last. She hugged Demyx, still not quite trusting her ability to speak.

Demyx kissed her cheek softly and began swaying as they hugged. Noticing her giggling was finally calming down he spoke up. "I'm hungry."

Cyzarine looked up at him, almost in surprise, and nodded. "Okay. You wanna go to the kitchens and bring it up here again?" she asked, not yet backing out of the embrace.

"As long as I can eat I dont mind." Demyx laughed and tightened his grip a little, for no real reason other than he liked her sitting in his lap.

Cyzarine giggled again. "Then we should kinda go, much as I don't want to." she pointed out, smiling still. However, she made no move to release herself.

Demyx nodded. "Suppose we should." Also he also made no move to get up and go.

Cyzarine giggled again and moved so she was face-to-face with Demyx. "Are we going?" she asked him teasingly. "I can promise you a hug later if you want."

Demyx smiled eagerly and took his chance to kiss her. "Ok, but I want that hug!"

Cyzarine laughed lightly and got up so he could stand up too, brushing the wrinkles out of the pleated skirt she wore. "Sold." she assured him, still laughing a little.

Demyx smiled and got up, wrapping an arm around her waist and beginning to lead her from the room. "I'll hold you to that."

Cyzarine smiled back at him. "I expected nothing less!" she giggled.

Demyx's smile grew."Good!"

Cyzarine did a sort-of twirl out of his grip and walked backwards to smile at him. "Coming?" she called, as she began to skip happily down the corridor.