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"Oh! For me? Why… thank you," Lily accepted the plush, staring into the beady black eyes that bored back into hers. The ears of the stuffed bunny drooped to the side, and she fiddled with the one as she blushed.
"You're very welcome! Anything for you, love," Will beamed happily.
He had her all figured out. Since seeing her precious stuffed panda, Will discovered Lily's fondness for cute things. He liked to surprise her every now and again with another animal for her blooming collection, enjoying her flustered reactions. His heart did backflips whenever her eyes widened, and a smile tugged at the corner of her lips. Her secret was safe with him. And for that face she'd make, he was prepared to exploit the hell out of it.
Lily grimaced as she set the bunny on the shelf between the stuffed dog and cat, her nose wrinkling as she counted one too many plushies under her ownership. It's not that she disliked them exactly… but they were definitely in excess. She wondered what gave Will the idea she loved them so much. Still, she'd find herself accepting them time and time again for that goofy grin he'd have whenever he presented her with another one. In the privacy of her own room, she still felt humiliated, holding her hot face in worry.
Unfortunately or not for Will, he was quite wrong about his suspicions of Lily's fondness for cute things. He was only half right. She did have a weakness for cute things. But it wasn't the stuffed animals she couldn't get enough of.