The Tortured Poets Department,or Poet,was cuddling with Fearless, and then she kissed her nose which made Fearless melt

Poet:Do you like this hon?

Fearless:Yea

Poet:Yea?

Fearless:Yep

Poet buries Fearless’ head in her chest

Poet:Very good to hear my dear..

Fearless swooned over Poet’s English accent

Poet cuddles Fearless and then kisses her lips softly