*reaches up to frame your face in his hands, demand another kiss* It could be the sleep dep talking but I figure why wait for utter and total bliss, right? *bites his lip and looks a little sheepish (not to mention a little pink-cheeked)* But this means you'll have to forgive me for holding you to an impossible biological standard. And I'll forgive you for breaking my heart over a piece of paper. *more softly, though you're pressed tight against him and he's fairly sure he's never letting go again* Because you did, you know. Break my heart.