It wasn't that Puck didn't believe him... okay, it was. But honestly, how often does someone come back from the dead and everything didn't end up as only a dream? He stayed as still as he could, as if that would preserve the moment forever.
As soon as he felt the warm lips on his, Puck's eyes shot open and he squeaked a little in surprise. He doubted his imagination would dream Havoc doing that. When his friend finally pulled away, Puck licked his lips to savor the taste.
This time, Puck untangled his limbs from Havoc and got to his feet as well. The two quickly scurried back to the cover of the forest. Puck kept a close watch on Havoc, not wanting to lose sight of him for even a second.
Havoc tried to move again, Puck's weight in his arms throwing him off balance and making it hard to stand.
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"< I'll prove I'm real, >" Havoc whispered, and leaned close, pressing his lips to Puck's.
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"...I believe you."
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