[Red's face flushes a bit at the kiss, the stream of soft (even for just being thought) "I love you"s that follow. He gives Blue's hand a small squeeze, chest aching at the thought that Blue had to be anything other than who he was for Red...
[I love you, Blue. I love you just the way you are.]
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[I love you, Blue. I love you just the way you are.]