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"…You…taste like Maple Syrup…" Matthew muttered quietly, his cheeks turning pink as he pulled away from Gilbert momentarily. The red-eyed man's pale cheeks flushed lightly in response. It was quite adorable, Matt noted, smiling a little wider. He looked truly speechless, caught off-guard by the sudden question and unable to produce a decent response on such short notice. If he had been snitching it, Matt figured he would have thought of an excuse, as was Gilbert's usual way. Matthew could always tell when he was lying because of it. Well, that and the excuses normally sucked. "I…" Gilbert began, pushing the mousy blond f