Tink turned and curled against her boyfriend's chest, bringing her head down so she could listen to his heartbeat for a moment. She hoped she wasn't too grimey or greasy from the garage, though she'd been spending so much time working on apperwork lately, she doubted it.
The thing in her pocket burned again in her mind. She sat up a little and took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she wanted to ask him.
"Hey, you... I mean. You want to..." God damn it why was talking to other humans so hard? "I love you. You know that, right?"