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A chill ran down Sonic's spine, catching Scourge's attention as they trudged through the snow. A smirk blossomed over his face, baring his teeth, and he slotted his fingers together behind his head.
"All this snow's falling, I bet I can make you fall, too."
Sonic blinked, turning to look at Scourge before bursting into laughter.
“You think so?”
“You already started kissing me, what else do I really have to do?”
“That's fair.” Sonic beamed at him, “Be yourself, I guess. I like kissing you. I like you.”
Scourge blushed, looking away.
“I guess you're alright. Sorta.“
”Yeah?“
”Yeah.“