Hazel and Maggy #10 Huzzah! part 3

Andrew
I laughed, "No thank you, I can't write to save my life"

"I saw your notes, you can definitely wrire. Not neatly, but still", Isaac giggled.

Andrew
I chickled lightly, "It's meant to be fancy" I complained.

(my excuse for scruffy handwriting)

"Fancy doesn't equal messy", Isaac nudged him gently.

Andrew
"Don't crush my dreams" I said, nuzzling into his neck again.

"What dreams, I thought I was your dream", Isaac mimicked a high pitched voice and dissolved into giggles.

Andrew
I smiled and watched him giggle, I've mentioned this before, but I simply adored his giggle. "Cheesy" I warned him. "Even if it is true"

"What is true?" Isaac slowed down his giggling to look at him, confused.

Andrew
"That you're my dream" I said, then began rambling "You are practically perfect in everyway. You deserve so much better than me yet you, God knows what miracle, accepted my proposal."

"I'll slap you if you don't shut up. Or I'll shut you up my way", Isaac said and kissed him urgently to stop the words from coming out.

Andrew
I relaxed into the kiss, "Your way is better" I mumbled, not moving away from him.

"Of course it is. You said I'm perfect", Isaac smiled lightly

Andrew
"You are" I chuckled, and kissed him again.

"I beg to differ", Isaac murmured and continued kissing, feeling the familiar but unexpected sensation down his spine.

Andrew
"Right, yeah, you're more than perfect"I replied.

"Impossible", Isaac said and pushed Andrew away gently."Do you want me to talk or to kiss you because I can't do both."

Andrew
"Hard choice" I noticed, "Let's go with the latter" I said before pulling him into another kiss.

"I'm a bad conversational partner then", Isaac said pulling Andrew closer, although it was almost impossible.

Andrew
I chuckled from the back of my throat, as it was hard to do otherwise. "Mm" I hummed.

"And I see you gave up on speaking", Isaac mumbled.

Andrew
"It is hard too" I noticed, "My brain goes very fuzzy" I said, playing with his hair again.

"Fuzzy good or fuzzy bad?" Isaac asked.

Andrew
"I'd say good" I smiled, tapping his nose.

Isaac smiled sunnily."You know we'll have to get u from this couch soon?"

Andrew
"Do we have to?" I complained, "Can't we stay here?"