(A/N its been a day and its nighttime like 11pm ish)
I walk into the kitchen and see Conan looking at my vinyl collection. He skims through it, and picks Melodrama by Lorde. I hear Green Light start to play as he turns the volume down low. He turns to look at me, holding a cup of tea in his hand. I walk over to him, and put my hand on top of his. I lift his cup towards my face and take a sip. He looks shocked for a moment, then laughs.
"I could have made you your own y'know" he says as he sets down the cup. "I know" I say. I walk slowly closer to him, my hands brushing against his. He just looks at me, blush creeping into his face. "Wanna watch a movie?" His face relaxes, but the blush is still there. "Yeah" He smiles. He turns off my record player and puts the vinyl away. I grab his hand and lead him to the couch. I turn on the TV, and look at Conan. "What do you wanna watch?" He thinks about it. "How bout a scary one?" I think about it. I hate scary movies. But anything for Conan I guess. "Sure" I hand him the remote, and he turns on The Shining.
Halfway through the movie, there's a huge jump scare. I jolt and grab onto Conan. I hide my face in his shirt. I'm not sure how much of this I can take. I hear the movie pause, and he sets down the remote. I feel his arm around me, his other hand running through my hair. We stay like this for a moment. Suddenly, I feel his arms around me and he picks me up. He sets me in his lap, curling my head into his neck.
"We didn't have to watch a scary movie y/n" he says after a moment. "I know" I say, my voice shaking. This is embarrassing. I shouldn't be this scared. "There's no need to be embarrassed" Conan says. "It's okay" He holds my cheek in his hand and tilts my face towards his. He leans in and the touch of our lips sends a jolt through my body. He kisses me gently, holding onto me tightly. I twirl my finger through one of his curls as he starts to pull away. I love him so much.
"It's getting late" he says. It was almost 1 am. "Yeah" I reply. Out of nowhere, he picks me up again, this time cradling me in his arms. He carries me into the bedroom, setting me down. "I can walk y'know" I say. I can tell my cheeks are bright red. "I know. But you look cute when you blush" I feel my cheeks get hot. He turns off the lights and closes the door. "Do you mind?" He says. "Not at all" He lays down next to me on the bed, turning to face me.
"I wrote a song about you" My breathing slows. What? "Oh...um...really?" I say. "Yeah" "That's sweet" I whisper. He puts his arms around me, one hand on my heart. I kiss his forehead, and he looks up at me. "Thank you" he says. "For what?" "Loving me" He makes me want to cry. I put my arms around him, his head in the crease of my neck. I hear his breathing slow on my skin, and we both fall asleep.
