A Guy In The Analysts Club

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~11 hours later~

I woke up,finding myself with my hands around INTJ's neck,a leg on his waist and out foreheads touching. It was kinda dark outside. DID WE SLEEP UNTIL EVENING?! I had to check,so I took my leg off him and a hand. When I wanted to take my other arm away,which was underneath his head,he pulled me closer,held me by my waist and put his head on my chest. He whispered in a sleepy voice:

--Don't go... (INTJ)
--You can sleep more,I am just starting my day. (ENFP)
--Nooo,stay with me,dear. (INTJ)

He spoke,like a child,and tightens his grip even more.

--INTJ- (ENFP)
--It's Sunday,sleep more,you've been exhausted. (INTJ)

And I didn't have a choice except sleeping in.

~3 hours later,INTJ's POV~

Another day begun,with ENFP next to me,just like I want the next days for the rest of my life to begin. She took my head in her arms and put hers on mine. I feel her waking up.

--Morning,little sunshine. (INTJ)
--Morning,my big grumpy cloud. (ENFP)
--Am I really that grumpy? (INTJ)
--Not that much sometimes. (ENFP)
--Want hot chocolate? (INTJ)
--PLEASE. (ENFP)

I got up and searched for the hot chocolate powder she had,then I warmed up the milk. She searched into a cabinet.

--What are you searching for? (INTJ)
--Sprinkles! And whipped cream. (ENFP)
--Is it a hot chocolate or a cupcake? (INTJ)
--Hmm...hot chococake! (ENFP)

I giggle. She is so silly and innocent sometimes. Silly,more often. Innocent,sometimes.

--How does that sound? (ENFP)
--Silly. Sounds like a freshly baked chocolate cake. (INTJ)
--Or is it better as hot cupcalate? (ENFP)
--First one sounds better. Cupcalate doesn't make sense. (INTJ)
--You're right. (ENFP)

The milk was ready. I prepared two cups. When ENFP got her cup,she immediately put whipped cream. Then sprinkles.

--Want some,too? (ENFP)
--No,thank you. (INTJ)
--Come on,they taste like nothing! Only adding a little bit of design. (ENFP)
--I don't like colorful designs. (INTJ)
--Ok,you're missing out. (ENFP)

She then put lots of sprinkles. There were some heart-shaped sprinkles. She took some and sprinkled them in my drink.

--I just told you I don't like this kind of stuff! (INTJ)
--I put some of my love in your drink! (ENFP)

Oh,I didn't look at it in this way.

--This is the hot chocolate rizz. (ENFP)

She flips her hair.

--What does rizz mean? It sounds so stupid. (INTJ)
--It is similar to how much you can pull a girl or boy. (ENFP)
--To pull from where? A hole? (INTJ)
--Ugh,nevermind. (ENFP)
--If you are so rude,I will research it anyway. (INTJ)
--Lemme' try thinking in your terms...um...it's a phrase or two which you can say to someone to try...making them flustered or to...attract them more,but I used it as a joke. (ENFP)
--Oh,I understand now. Thank you for trying. (INTJ)

She struggled so much to explain logically,it was so cute.

--Ha,see? I can explain something too! I should be your teacher. (ENFP)
--You're not going to,I hate being bossed around. (INTJ)
--I know,I know,I'm just joking! (ENFP)

I finished my cup,even though the sprinkles' color spreaded in my hot chocolate.

--Do you know what would've been nice with this hot chocolate? (ENFP)
--What? (INTJ)
--Snow! I mean,watching the snow fall outside and drinking hot chocolate with marshmallows and storytelling. It could be just like in stories! (ENFP)
--It could. (INTJ)

I would've added holding hands but ok.

--I can't wait for it to snow! I hope this year it's gonna snow. I haven't seen snow in YEARS! (ENFP)
--Why is everyone so desperate about snow? It's cold and it can get you sick. (INTJ)
--YOU REALLY DIDN'T GO OUTSIDE TO PLAY WITH SNOW? (ENFP)
--Um,no,I wouldn't see the reason. I don't get what all the hype is about. (INTJ)
--Oooohh,just pray that it doesn't snow this year... (ENFP)
--You literally just told me that you wanted it to snow. You're so difficult. (INTJ)
--And you didn't EVER have a snow battle? (ENFP)
--With who? (INTJ)
--With ANYONE. (ENFP)
--No,I just watched snow falling from afar. (INTJ)
--Please tell me you at least once in your life built a snowman. (ENFP)
--You can build a man out of snow? (INTJ)
--...don't act stupid. You NEVER built a snowman?! (ENFP)
--Uh...no. Why would I need to? Does it help me conquer the world? If yes,I need to buy one. (INTJ)
--SNOWMEN AREN'T BOUGHT,THEY'RE MADE OUT OF SNOW WITH YOUR OWN HANDS! And it isn't alive! (ENFP)

I didn't ever bother going outside in the winter. It was too cold and the only times that I got outside while it was snowing was when I had to go to school.

--Isn't snow going to make my hands cold? I don't want that. They're already cold enough. (INTJ)

ENFP looked at me like I was an alien.

--GLOVES EXIST! You're incredible,INTJ,and this time not in a good way. You need to feel snow at least once. Man,what the heck did you do with your life if not playing in snow? (ENFP)
--Studied. Projects. (INTJ)
--But now you don't need to study anymore! You need to enjoy life! (ENFP)
--How can I enjoy life in a cruel world? No one gives a fuck. (INTJ)
--EXACTLY! No one gives a fuck! You can do whatever you want without anyone caring! (ENFP)

I...never looked at it in this way. She's just so optimistic,while I was this...pessimist all the time.

--So you...didn't ever make snow angels? (ENFP)
--Angels don't exist on our planet. (INTJ)

But I think it hurt when she fell from heaven.

--No,you lay flat on your back and move your legs and hands up and down,and it will look like an angel in the snow! (ENFP)
--I don't want to get my clothes wet. I could get sick. (INTJ)
--So what? It's worth it! (ENFP)
--If you say so. (INTJ)
--Wow,I really needed to talk. I kept my mouth shut for days. (ENFP)
--I think this is the biggest record ever in your life. (INTJ)
--I know,right? I need an award! (ENFP)
--You're going to get it,little champion. But I really need to change my clothes now. (INTJ)
--Actually I need to work more on what I have also. (ENFP)

I got up and went to get my clothes. In the bathroom,I thought about what ENFP said...I spent 21 years of my life studying and the cycle kept repeating. I don't have too many memories from middle school,nor highschool. So...now that I am connected to ENFP,I can make more memories and live my life at least a bit...through her. Shoot,I zoned out. I dressed up quickly and left the clothes on a drawer. When I got out,I saw ENFP got out a carton box on her desk. It's whatever. I left,since she wasn't even paying attention.
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