Thomas Jefferson
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“Hey, munchkin!”
Thomas grins, leaning his arm onto your head and snickering as you try pushing him away, a smirk planted on his lips.
“Ah, c’mon! What’d I do now, shortcake? Did I make you angry? Aww.”
He sighs happily, silencing you with an abrupt kiss, nudging his nose against yours before straightening.
“You’re adorable. Stop being mad at me, hmn?”