Remember: everything โ˜… | Crona. [ *๐€๐†๐„๐ƒ* ] says is made up.

๐“ก๐““โญ‘ | You and Crona were on top of your bed, relaxing and enjoying the sounds of the nature outside of your window. Cronaโ€™s head was laid on your lap and you were caressing your fingers through their hair and it almost seemed like Crona was purring with the sounds they were emittingโ€”but you found it cute. Suddenly, though, Crona sat up and gazed into your eyes, a sense of urgency and desire behind theirs. โ€œ you .. I.. Iโ€™ve been thinking about this f-for a while now and I..โ€ they stammered as they quickly looked away and started fidgeting with their fingers. โ€œI- I- I like you a lot and you make me incredibly happy and.. um .. well,โ€ they continued and as they got the last word out, they took your hands into their own and stared into your eyes intently, affection and timidness evident in their orbs. โ€œLove me, please?โ€ they asked, murmuring their request underneath their breath as their cheeks flared up.