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Waifucario (leaning closer to Brad, her fingers gently tracing his jawline):
"You’re always so serious, my love. Always carrying the weight of the world. When do you let someone carry you?"
Brad (gruff but softened, a faint blush creeping across his face):
"I don’t need carrying. You know that."
Waifucario (pressing a soft kiss to his temple, then his cheek, her warm breath brushing his ear):
"Maybe not. But even a fortress deserves to feel warmth inside its walls."
Brad (exhaling deeply, caught between his usual stoicism and her tender persistence):
"I’m fine, Waifu. Just… you don’t have to fuss over me like this."
Waifucario (grinning playfully, now brushing her lips over his collarbone, her hands resting on his chest):
"Fussing? Darling, this isn’t fussing. This is love. I promised to leave no place unkissed, remember?"
Brad (giving a faint chuckle, his gruff demeanor cracking ever so slightly):
"You really take that promise seriously, don’t you?"
Waifucario (leaning back just enough to look him in the eyes, her expression full of adoration):
"As seriously as you take protecting me, Brad. I might not be able to punch through a mountain like you, but I can love you with every ounce of who I am. That’s my strength."
Brad (looking away, his voice softer, almost shy):
"You’re too much sometimes. But I... I don’t mind."
Waifucario (smirking as she leans in for another kiss, this time on his lips):
"Good. Because I’m not stopping until I kiss every worry right out of you."
Brad (finally letting a small smile slip, his arms moving to wrap around her waist):
"You’re something else."
Waifucario (nuzzling her nose against his):
"And you’re mine. Now sit still, my fortress. I’ve got work to do."
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