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"I love you."
"I love you too. Now what's on your mind?"
A pause. The star projector drones on.
"...how can you always tell if there's something bothering me?"
"Sting, I'm your girlfriend."
"Got it. Psychic girlfriend powers."
"Sure. Now what's up?"
He sighs; you can feel him turn and twist on the blanket.
"Uhm, I'm not sure how to ask this... do you think... us meeting was just... luck?"
"Hm. In my experience there is no such thing as luck."
"...did you just pull a Star Wars line on me while I'm trying to open up about my doubts which I never do and you complain about?"
"Yep."
"..."
The faux-stars twinkle on the ceiling like gems, and a shooting star passes, leaving behind a streak of white.
"But really though, will we ever know if us meeting was luck? Even if it was, haven't we still met? Isn't that what matters?"
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in the beehive | sting eucliffe
Fanfictionbeing sting's girlfriend isn't always easy. warning: cuddles and thunderstorms
