× L.M.N; Second Generation. Semi-Lit & Accepting! c:

[F e a r l e s s.]

•.Jasmine.•

Jasmines eyes twinkled happily this remark, only she could tell he was being playful. She grinned and cuddled up against him, resting her head on his chest sleepily. "Good." She growled back at him, her tone sounding harsh as well, althoughshe knew Dallas wouldget it.

[mukade]

Dallas smirked devilishly at her reply. He pressed his lips to the top of her head. "You're going to be a good girl on this romantic boat date, right?" He asked, glancing over at Phoenix with a sly smile, an evil one for him to wear upon his lips. His eyes flicked to Aiden, who was looking at him with a look that said, 'Don't start any drama.' Dallas chuckled deeply and muttered, "I'm just messing around." He returned his eyes to Jasmine and ran his fingers through her hair, twining strands around his fingers.

[F e a r l e s s.]

•.Jasmine.•

Jasmine returned his devilish smirk. She rolled her eyes at Aiden, "No PDA bro?" She asked with a small snicker as she directed her attention back to Dallas, looking up softly at his brown eyes. Why would Aiden even say that? It wouldn't be Dallas to stir up drama, it would be Pheonix... Why else would she even be here?

[mukade]

Aiden rolled his eyes playfully at Jasmine. "Whatever. I don't care what you guys do," Aiden said and added afterward, "You can swallow eachother for all I care," He teased as he stood and walked upstairs to the bathroom to retrieve some ibuprophen for his headache he had developed. || Dallas looked away from Jasmine at Aiden, watching as he got up and went upstairs. Returning his eyes back to Jasmine, a smirk crept up on his lips. He leaned down and kissed her. "He said he didn't care," He muttered against her lips with a soft chuckle. Pulling away, he still wore the smirk as he studied his girlfriend lovingly with gentle dark brown eyes.

[F e a r l e s s.]

•.Jasmine.•

Jasmine smiled against his lips, "My question is... How on earth does one swallow someone?" She asked teasingly, pressing her forehead against his as one other hands rested on his knee, the other on his face. She kissed him quickly before pulling away and laying her head back on the couch, staring up at the ceiling fan as it spun wildly.

[mukade]

Dallas watched her with a smirk but, in silence. Then shrugged, "I dunno.." He snickered and kissed her cheek. He relaxed beside her and leaned his head back too and stared up at the ceiling fan also. "What'cha doin'?" He asked, curiously. He turned his head to look at her, his face not even inches from hers. He kissed the spot where her jawline started and then the temple of her head. "Y'know Valentine's day is coming up too." He muttered softly. His brown eyes studying the side of her face that he could see.

[F e a r l e s s.]

•.Jasmine.•

Jasmine turned to face him, blushing lightly at the comment of Valentines day, "Yeah, just so ya know... I like chocolate and giant Teddy bears." She said teasingly, smiling at him kisses. She picked up his hand and studied it for a moment before her eyes fluttered back to his. She intertwined her fingers with his before glancing up at the ceiling fan once again, then back at him, grinning for no particular reason.

[mukade]

Dallas grinned at her then shrugged. "All right. If that's what you want," He replied as his grin turned into a smirk. His fingers being intwined by hers. He leaned forward and kissed her, "I'll make sure to give you the best Valentine's Day and birthday. If not then you can..." He hesitated for a moment as he thought before he added, "Then you can slap me as hard as you can or whatever punishment you can think up with that creative mind of yours." He teased and pecked her on the lips gently.

[F e a r l e s s.]

•.Jasmine.•

Jasmine laughed softly, "I'm sure you'll give me the best birthday and Valentines day ever. And if not, I'll just have to come up with something to make you make up for it! Maybe a foot massage... Or maybe make you cook me a gourmet meal!" She told him teasingly, resting her dainty feet on his lap as she laid back on the couch, resting her head on arm rest.

[mukade]

Dallas smirked at her as he listened to what she would make him do. "Y'know I can't cook," He retorted. He propped his feet up on the coffee table and took one of her feet in his strong yet, gentle hands. "But, I can give one h*ll of a foot massage," He added with a smirk. He rested her foot back down after he rubbed it softly. Shifting positions to a more comfortable one, he relaxed back against the couch with a content deep sigh as he closed his eyes.