A Guy In The Analysts Club

LXXXII

~INTJ's POV~

Shit,burned the pancakes.

--Too focused on me to even focus on the pancakes. Damn. (ENFP)

I quickly threw the burnt pancake in my pan and poured some more pancake mix to make a new one. ENFP played some music I told her to because I was too busy. After that,she sat at the table and while staring at the fresh pancakes,she said:

--Mmm,that one looks good. Can I take some? (ENFP)
--Mmm,those lips of yours look good. Can I take some? (INTJ)

Trying to flirt with ENFP,she blushed,so I succeeded,I guess. My eyes blocked on hers.

--Why are you staring at me,love? (ENFP)
--Sorry,I can't take my eyes off you. (INTJ)
--You don't need to be sorry,love. I can stare at you,too. (ENFP)

I could feel my heart pounding while she came closer. And when I was at the edge of the counter,ENFP just stares into my eyes.

--Do you like my eyes that much? (INTJ)
--I love them. Let's have a staring contest,shall we? (ENFP)

Agreeing on the challenge,I just realised I took a risky decision:I cannot look into her eyes more than some seconds without feeling the urge to kiss her.

--You're blushing. (ENFP)
--Shut the fuck up respectfully,or you'll make me blush even more. (INTJ)
--What if I don't shut the fuck up respectfully? (ENFP)

Some seconds later we were making out against the fridge.

--Now you did shut the fuck up respectfully. (INTJ)

Before she could reply,I started a second round of kisses.

--Love- (ENFP)

Every time we make out I enter deaf+blind mode and only focus on her kisses. Seeing that,ENFP just went silent and we continued for a good minute. Suddenly,she tried to say my name for an unknown reason,but I just interrupted her. After some seconds,ENFP tapped me lightly on the shoulder.

--INTJ- (ENFP)

Not listening to anything,I continued,touching her neck.

--Just liste- (ENFP)

Still,I just could not listen.

--I SMELL SMOKE. (ENFP)

That is when I came back to my senses. Indeed,I burned another pancake.

--Shit,sorry! (INTJ)

Tossing it in the trash can,ENFP just giggles at me.

--Ugh,just go in my bedroom or somewhere else,please,you're distracting me. (INTJ)
--And is that my fault? (ENFP)
--Yes,because you're doing it on damn purpose! (INTJ)
--What am I- (ENFP)
--Shut up,you know what. (INTJ)
--I don't- (ENFP)

Innocent lies don't work on me.

~ENFP's POV~

INTJ picked me up and carried me all the way to his bedroom,since I wouldn't stop teasing him. Come on,it was fun!

--Now you stay right here and I am calling you when the food is ready. (INTJ)

He ran out of the room to not burn the third-try pancake. And now I was alone in the room. But I am bored. What about...I try my marvelous plan? The music was kinda loud so I quietly snuck into the kitchen,where I had to go to get to the bathroom. Since I took my shoes,I was extremely quiet. INTJ was humming the song and moving his index finger to the rythm of the song,as if he was coordinating the whole shit. Man was really good at this and looked adorable,but that is not my purpose right now. I grabbed the bathroom's doorknob as quiet as I could. INTJ was really distracted,something I could've never expected from him,so I successfully got in the bathroom without making a sound. I usually suck at sneaking somewhere,but this time I did it. Flawless victory. Got in the area. I just need to descifrate the code. After getting everything out of the cabinet,the code thingy was in front of me. Now I just need to use my last braincells to see which sound goes with which number and try my very best to remember the exact same sounds. Some seconds passed and I got all of the sounds. INTJ still did not suspect a thing. Wow! Now come on,brain,think! Think,damn it! Hmm...I remember the sounds order was high-pitched,medium-pitched,low-pitched,high-pitched. What could match them the best? After some good 30 seconds of thinking,I finally got it. Excitement and curiosity fills my head as I pressed the numbers. All I had to do now was to press submit. So I did it. A buzzing-like sound was heard and a secret,yet really high-tech-like door in the wall opened. Pitch darkness. I rapidly went in the room. Why would INTJ's secret simply be a pitch black room? I tried to close the door to not be suspicious but I couldn't. Silly me,it's electrical or that kind of shit. While I was confusingly wandering around the room,I suddenly feel something on a wall. It felt like a switch to me. When I pressed it,the room gets flooded in a red light. The first thing I spotted was a table with some really expensive-looking guns,an axe,a crowbar and a big variety of knives. But the things got weirder. Binoculars,high-quality camera,a lockpick. Was INTJ trying to rob someone? Aha! I knew he was-...my eyes accidently went on the walls...oh...my...puppies. There were...t-there were...there were p-pictures of...m-me?! ALL OVER THE WALLS?! What the heck?! My timbers are shivered.
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