A girl posts about her boyfriend who she's always been comfortable with β like family. One day they're walking home together, jokingly roasting each other about who's uglier. It keeps escalating until they're both a little flustered.
In the heat of the moment she blurts out: 'Fine, whatever, you're good-looking and popular β must be nice being my nephew's type.' And he snaps back: 'Who said I care about being popular? I only need YOU to think I'm good-looking.'
She freezes. He storms off dramatically... then they spend a long time sitting together. He takes her hand. They walk home. π An accidental confession wrapped in an argument.
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