[He's so, so nervous. What if Jake doesn't want to be this close to him? What if Jake changes his mind? What if Jake realizes right here that he's the worst? God he can't even come up with a good compliment. He wants to praise Jake by parts, drop a blazon like it's hot, blazon blazoff. He doesn't know what to do when all that's in his head is that Jake's still the only person Dirk has ever wanted to kiss.]
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Your eyes. Are an ocean.
Your ass. Is also an ocean.