𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝙉𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙒𝙄𝙉 - 𝚂𝚝𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛

𝗧𝘄𝗼: 𝗖𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗲

I sat in my room quietly, typing an essay on my computer. It was for school, and due in a few days. I stopped when I heard a noise from outside my open window. I shrugged it off and continued typing, mumbling words to myself as I read over it, making sure it was enough to get a good grade.

 I paused when I heard rumbling, then a clatter from outside the window again. I sat up from my desk chair and walked over to my window, peering outside to see nothing. Then I screamed when I saw a person jump towards me. 

"It's just me." The person said. They put their head through my window, and my bedroom light reflected onto their face. I sighed in relief when I saw my boyfriend, Stu Macher. 

"Stuart Macher! You scared the absolute shit out of me. What are you doing here?" I whisper shouted. 

"Sorry, Cookie. Don't hate me." Stu shoved his lanky body through my window and brushed his hands off. 

"You know I hate it when you call me Cookie." I told him, crossing my arms. 

Cookie was a nickname I was given after Stu and I met. Billy, my older brother, introduced me to his best friend, Stu, 3 years ago. Billy introduced me as Brookie, short for Brooklynn. Stu misheard Billy and thought he said cookie. So ever since, he uses the name to tease me. 

"Yeah? Well, you know I hate it when you call me Stuart." 

"That's fair." I shrugged, "Wait, oh my gosh. What are you doing here? My dad is home, and so is Billy!"

"I missed you, I'll only stay a sec."

"You saw me a few hours ago. You can't be here, get out." I urged. There was a rapid knock on my door, and I gasped. 

"Go, go, go."

I walked over to my door, opening it slightly. 

"What is going on in here? Are you ok? I heard screaming" My brother asked, staring down at me through the small crack of the door. 

"I'm okay. You didn't hear screaming." I said, Billy used his strength to push the door open fully. I sighed as I thought he would find Stu, but when I looked over my shoulder he was not in sight. 

"Is Stu here?" Billy said.

I opened my mouth to speak, but Billy continued, "I'm fine with him here as long as I know he is here. I don't like it when you 2 are secretive. It's weird, especially because you're my sister and Stu is my best friend." 

"No. Stu is not here. You didn't hear screaming." I reassured, even if I was lying.

"Ok, well, I'm hitting the sack, Dad fell asleep already. Goodnight. Go to bed, dont stay up awhile." Billy said, closing the door quietly.

I sighed as he walked out. 

"Oh! Close call!" A cartoon voice said. I turned to see Stu pop out from under my bed with a stuffed animal in his hand. 

I face palmed, "Stu.. what are you doing here?" 

"Well, it occurred to me that I've never snuck through your bedroom window. I mean, I always use the front door, but I like this it adds thrill to our relationship." 

"Ok, cool. You're never doing that again." 

Stu paced around my room, inspecting everything thing, acting like he's never seen my room before even though he has a million times. 

"I was at home watching TV, and Nightmare On Elm Street was on. It made me think of earlier when you, me, and Billy gutted Steve and Casey. It was pretty bad ass to see you do shit like that.." 

"Ok..? So why are you here?" 

"Can't I just sneak through my girlfriend's window and talk to her for a litte?" 

"No." I giggled. 

Stu glared at me, "3 years ago when I met you, I would have never thought I would be here now with you." 

I giggled again as Stu held open his arms and squeezed me into a hug. Stu was a lot taller than me, almost a whole foot. So when he hugged his chin, he rested on top of my head. I looked up at Stu, and he bent down to kiss me. It was long and passionate. I pulled away with a smile and went in for another. This time, it was more eager. Stu grabbed my legs and picked me up, then placed me down on my bed, and he kissed me longer and harder. 

I played with the hair on the nape of his neck. Stu pulled away chuckling, "Hey." He said.

 I smiled, "Hey."

Stu grabbed my hands and then went in for another kiss. More lustful than the last 2. His hand slid up my leg, rubbing my thigh. I pulled away from our kiss, "Not now, babe." I said flustered as Stu kissed my neck. 

"As you wish." He said, bringing his hand up to cup my face. He placed a quick peck, then laid his head in the crook of my neck, soaking up my scent. I played with the short hair on top of his head, twirling it around my fingers. 

"I love you." I said.

"I love you too, Brook." Stu placed a small kiss on my jawline, then my neck and then my lips again before pushing himself up and hopping off my bed.

I sat up and watched him as he adjusted.

"See the things you do to me?" 

I laughed, "Shhhh. You're too loud." 

"Well, I'm gonna go." Stu said. 

"Wait, why? You just got here." 

"I thought you didn't want me here." Stu grinned. He knew what he was doing.

"You know that's not what I meant. I just didn't want to get you in trouble." I smirked. 

"Sure." Stu smirked. 

"That is what happened." I said, slapping his shoulder playfully. 

Stu sat back down on my bed and pulled me into his lap. He kissed the top of my head, "I'll see you tomorrow, baby." 

"Bye." I grabbed Stu and pulled him closer, kissing him. 

"Bye." He said against my lips. Neither of us wanted to leave. 

After a few more minutes I finally pulled away,

"It's 1:53. Go home before it's 2 am. I'll see you tomorrow. Bye, baby." 

Stu nodded and got off my bed pulling his shoes back on quickly then crawling through the window again.

"Bye Cookie!" He grinned. 

"Bye." I waved to Stu as I closed my window and watched him climb off my roof and into out yard. He blew kisses as I saw him walk off down out street.