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John stared at the sight in front of him, barely able to suppress a snicker.
“You are incorrigible.”
Roger looked him in the eyes and waggled his eyebrows.
“You love me for it.”
John smiled. “You should be glad that in this universe, I do.”
“Hey!” came Roger’s indignant reply.
John just grinned as he evaded his tackle-attack, but he didn’t see Roger rounding him and hugging him from behind like a koala bear.
"Admit it- you'd love me for it in every universe!"
John sighed but considered this for a moment. Then, he nodded.
"I guess I would. Don't think I'd admit to it, though."
He laughed as Roger started lamenting the state of their love, talking right into his hair and putting all the drama he could into his monologue.
Yes, he'd love this incorrigible idiot in every universe. His incorrigible idiot.